Service station

Drove to Barcelona to visit Tommy at lunchtime.
Lovely to see him and play some games and reading. He was convinced I could read the Tiger who came to Tea in English from his Catalan book! Did my best but don't remember the story exactly.
Weather getting colder and motorway very busy.
Parked on handicapped space at service station and an official waved me away. Eventually he understood I was pointing to my badge.