I was waiting in reception for a student when a taxi driver approached the desk and announced to the receptionist "I've got a taxi to pick up Mr Lips"
The receptionist looked confused. "Did Mr Lips tell you to collect him from here? Only I have no record of him".
The driver, rather rudely, said "Look, I haven't got time to mess around, I've got to collect Mr Phil Lips and take him to the station in time for the train to Sheffield".
Suddenly the penny dropped "Oh you mean Mr PHILLIPS. He's sitting over there reading the paper".
