I remember having a phone delivered by Initial a while ago when I lived on Victoria Terrace. Every morning, I would see the driver come to the front of the house (a door to which I didn’t have access, my ‘front’ door was around the back), try to deliver it, leave. I ended up chasing him barefoot up the hill behind Alex Hall after a few days just to get the fucker to recognise that my house had more than one door.

We also have Initial do some of our business stuff, and a big fat lesbian drives their van. Enough said.