A dying art, I think. Look, for example, at this terrific bit of parking. On a corner so that drivers can’t see what’s coming the other way and taking up the full width of the pavement so that pedestrians have to step into the road to get round. Stunning! Appropriate choice of personalised number plate though.
Ice, Ice, Baby.
I smugly watched all my neighbours this morning scraping ice from the windows of their cars. They all had their motors running, exhaust polluting the atmosphere, while they scraped. And scraped. And scraped. All of them, to a person, have a garage. And where do they park? On the fucking road, two wheels on the pavement as is standard nowadays, …