THE wife of an old pal of mine got in touch a few weeks ago to say she was planning a surprise party for his 50th birthday. They live on the Isle of Man and the event was to be at a rugby club near Douglas, the island's capital."Mum's the word," she whispered.After chewing it over, I agreed to attend and just before dawn on Saturday, I was heading to Redhill to take a train to Gatwick for the EasyJet flight at 8.05am.The train arrived punctually and quietly pulled away from the...
