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davidnYesterday, I finally got my car back from the panelling people. Today, Whitney and I were driving through Cupar, traffic was at a standstill as per usual, and an elderly man happily pulled out of his parking space and reversed straight into the passenger door. I am at a loss to explain how he couldn't have seen the car that had been idling at right-angles behind him for the last minute or so.
We trundled towards another parking space and went out to examine the damage, of which there was none at all. Not a dent or even a slight scratch. So that was a relief and an anti-climax. It was still terrifying, though.
It has also occurred to me that my mum, who actually owns the car, might read this journal. Hello if you're watching!
We trundled towards another parking space and went out to examine the damage, of which there was none at all. Not a dent or even a slight scratch. So that was a relief and an anti-climax. It was still terrifying, though.
It has also occurred to me that my mum, who actually owns the car, might read this journal. Hello if you're watching!
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Date: 2006-05-31 07:45 pm (UTC)