My Father, whom is 80, read in the Argus that the Man C tickets were now on general sale so he went on the bus from Patcham to the ticket Office. "Are you on our database?" he was asked. "No." "Have you bought from us before?" "No." "Can't sell you a ticket," came the reply, "I don't know who you are" He offered his postcode and driving licience, but to no avail and ending walking out in disgust. What a club we are.