Some idiot reversed into my car this afternoon. It was parked outside my house and a neighbour saw the idiot and rang my doorbell to give me his registration number.
The damage isn't that much, a dent in the bumper and the side and the boot, plus the light is damaged, but what I find REALLY infuriating is that the bloke didn't stop to leave his details. He obviously thought no one had seen him and just drove off. Thankfully one of my other neighbours is more honest (and was equally outraged about him driving off) and took the time to ring my bell. Also, although the damage isn't much, he must still have been flinging his car around fairly carelessly, which is worrying as children play in the road sometimes.
Obviously my poor car is very upset. I did manage to give the details at the police station without referring to the car as "her". I didn't want them thinking I'm totally ditsy...
This was going to be a knitting update post, but I'm do grrrrr to talk about knitting. So you can admire a pic of my latest veg box, delivered this morning:
Anyone any idea what these are?! To me they look like runner beans that somebody forgot to paint dark green...
Nelson Mandela 1918-2013
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