Chippendale please

Yesterday, when we got to the car at the airport carpark we discovered one of the rear windows had been completely smashed, necessitating a quick side trip on the way home to the copshop.

This morning, the (no longer a) teen emerged unable to put any weight on his right foot, having slipped (sober) down two steps he night before. We (he & I) went to A&E to confirm it wasn’t broken.

Then this evening, waiting for the pizza, we watched as our (seriously too old to still be driving) neighbour reversed his car into ours and drove off...an offence here...but we know where he lives.