For my personal pleasure I asked my driver to attach strings to his arms and to move in a brusque awkward manner in order for me to play at being Lady Penelope from the Thunderbirds. As he already responds with "yes, m'Lady", we were half-way there. But the recalcitrant chap refuses to participate and deliberately took a detour through Hackney en route to Harrods in order to irritate me. Should I fire him and employ that nice Hamilton chap instead?
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