I can’t believe that a Ribena carton has cost me £55. Well, £55.59 to be exact. So my ten year old had a trial with his new drum teacher at the weekend. As I dropped him off, he told me that he was ‘really thirsty’.
We had set of from home less than 10 minutes earlier so I was a bit annoyed he hadn’t got himself a drink before we left. Perhaps it was all that nervous energy making him crave liquid.
Anyway, I promised him I’d have a drink waiting for him after his half hour lesson. In order to get this drink I have to drive to the high street and, by the time I arrive, I’ve got just 10 minutes to spare before the end of his lesson.
With no parking bays in sight I clock a space that reads ‘no parking’ but didn’t specify why i.e private property, someone’s dedicated space etc so I nab it and leg it across the road to the convenience store.
Why is it when you’re in a rush there’s always someone holding you up?
Either someone will be driving at 15mph when you’re trying desperately to get somewhere in a hurry or, in my case this time, all I wanted to do was buy a drink for 59p yet had to wait for the guy in front to fumble with his small change and count it out in slow motion.
Anyway, by the time I opened the shop door to rush back over the road there was the traffic warden slapping the ticket on the windscreen.
Gutted wasn’t the word.
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