It started out as a normal Friday. Erin racing around like a headless chicken, me similarly headless chasing after her, half dressed as I attempted to get us both ready for the day.
Erin loves playing with our house phones - they beep when you press the buttons! While I was attempting to get myself dressed, she was playing with the handset I thought I’d locked a couple of minutes before.
When she decided the phone had now turned into Mallet’s Mallet, I took it off her and popped it back in its holster. A few seconds later the phone rang…it was Nottinghamshire Police.
They had received a call from the house and could hear a child’s voice and just wanted to check everything was ok. Cue flushed cheeks and swathes of embarrassment - we’re now a statistic! To be fair the lady was very nice about it and said it’s a common problem, but I felt terrible…and common.
My second offence of the day involved dodging a parking ticket. This wasn’t on purpose might I add - but there was a little part of me that was delighted I had achieved such a feat in Hucknall on a Friday morning, normally a breeding ground for traffic wardens.
Yes I was in a space in Wilkos' car park for over an hour, and made it out unscathed! (just to clear up my - now sullied - good name, I would always buy a ticket normally, I just walked off, blissfully unaware in my own world!)
The afternoon was pretty law-abiding for me. Mark however was on his Speed Awareness (naughty boys) course, following a blatant flouting of the laws-of-the-land outside the QMC a few weeks ago.
He would have enjoyed it, if it wasn’t for the man next to him who declared that everyone who speeds is driving an Audi. This was an interesting move when sitting next to a 6ft 2in Audi driver, while yourself on a speed awareness course!
What a clown..in a Daewoo for reference.
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