Charge

How we laughed when we realised his shift started at 10.15am and not 9.15am as he thought. After much messing about in the locale, and a couple of episodes of “Who Shat On The Floor At My Wedding”, he was still nearly late. Hence scampering across the road rather than crossing correctly at the designated area.

I got back to the car to find a parking ticket attached to the windscreen. As I have my RingGo receipt it shouldn’t be a problem but it is my problem rather than a problem for the numpty who didn’t check whether I’d paid. Too long covidy to deal with it today so I mostly sat in the Natterbox with my book, only stopping to make an apple and rhubarb crumble.

Earlier, there had been a comedy incident when a Chinese lady got into the passenger seat while I was waiting for Joe. She looked at me and screamed in my face as she realised she’d got into the wrong car. Her husband was waiting in an identical car just along the road. Once we had both recovered we saw the funny side.