As it was a fairly dull and wet day today, Robert and I took a trip to our local “soft play” centre (leaving Sara to get on with some work). The one we go to is called “Krazy Play Days” (their spelling, not mine!) and it’s generally pretty quiet, and in reasonable condition. Today was pretty different though – not only was the inside like some sort of scene from a child’s version of Independence Day (screaming children, rioting mobs etc etc) but the seeming popularity of Saturday at KPD meant the car park was chocka too. This moron (pictured) really got my goat, parking over two spaces in the most spectacular fashion. The worst part was, there was a man sat inside it the entire time – evidently he’d left his kids inside and decided to listen to the football in the car. Which obviously made him even more of a twunt, since he must have noticed all the annoyed looks his parking was getting.
If I ever park like this, you have my permission to shoot me!