The first of the million

Colin arose promptly, as befitted a man in his new position. The self appointed nature of his role didn't concern him. Why should it matter - the government was always babging on about needing a more entrepreneurial spirit in the country and today he was living up to that requirement.

He parked his car in a quiet corner, unlocked the B&Q garden shed, laid out his pre-printed ticket and receipt book and awaited the first arrival.

By lunchtime Colin estimated he'd taken over £600 at £5 each and the waste ground was full of neatly parked rows of commuters' cars.