Last year i parked in a shopping centre car park not long before Christmas. When I came back from the shops someone had parked in front of my car. The only problem being was that it was not a space. In fact it was blocking me in. With a car behind me and this one in front there was no room to manoeuvre out.

I was furious but there was nothing to be done. I waited and waited whilst my ire built and some forty minutes later a lady came out with a really young baby and walked toward the offending car.

I got out and motioned at my beautiful car beast that was trapped behind the bars of her making and gently said, what the fuck?

She looked pissed off as if a fly was buzzing round her head and waved her hand as if so. The baby started crying. She shot me a look of pure venom. I couldn't help myself, I said calmly but loudly.

You blocked me in you mad boot?

She screwed up her face at if she had just inadvertently eaten some hot fish yoghurt before dumping the baby in a car seat and turning to me making yet another face of exasperated disapproval before getting in her car and driving off.

I was utterly baffled, all of her actions were as if I was the offending party!? How can some people not see and accept when they are in the wrong.?

Obviously I hunted her down and gutted her like a fish later but that at they say, is another story.