I am annoyed again.
You see, I went down to the village and brought the dog into the library. But that’s not what annoyed me.
I then drove to the nearest bottle bank and disposed of a large [surprisingly large!] number of empty whiskey bottles. But that’s not what annoyed me.
I then drove back to the village and parked in my favourite spot. I did a bit of shopping. But that’s not what annoyed me.
Time then for a cuppa in the coffee shop where Penny was fussed over. My mug had just been placed in front of me when Herself phoned. She was too hot as I had closed the garden doors on the way out, and could I please go home and save her from over cooking. But that’s not what annoyed me. Surprisingly.
I pulled out onto the road to go home when a bloke jumped out in front of me, frantically waving his arms at me. I stopped.
“That van that was parked behind you scraped your car rather badly” says he. “he saw you getting into your car and immediately drove off. I photographed him”.
So he sent me the photographs he had taken and I took a photograph of the damage to my car.
I phoned the plods and gave them all the details.
I just hope they follow up on the registration number.
Now that’s what annoyed me.
N.B. I pulled over onto the double yellow lines to talk to the witness, before any smart arse points them out.