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.