So – Rach came down from Manchester on Wed eve, and went off to pick her up at Earlsfield station.
Car was parked for all of 6 minutes I reckon, and I was watching it – but someone else I know came out of the station as I was waiting and said hi to me – and by the time I turned round again a smug bastard scumbag had put a parking ticket on my car.
Fifty bloody quid! And I was in a bay, not holding up the traffic, in anyone's way or anything, for all of 360 poxy seconds.
Lowest form of sludge-treading, bottom feeding, skank-spreading, scum-sucking, stench-rotting, pond smeg societal waste to hobble this earth.
Mmmm… feel better for that x