I for one will henceforth be scrupulously observing strict lane discipline at the The Swanley roundabout.
I once drove up the drive of Hollywood Manor. I can't remember why but I was awfully young. I shít myself and drove rapidly away, there was a nasty feeling about the place. I saw him a couple of times in the golf club bar. The local who knew who he was wre... shall we say 'respectful'? Obsequious might be another word.
Yonks ago I worked with a lady from West Kingsdown (natch) who went out with him back in the day. She described him as ‘a real gentleman’. This made me think of the Monty Python Piranha Brothers sketch where one of them is described as ‘...a gentleman. And he knew how to treat a female impersonator’.