What dick would park his car and block a remembrance parade?
The brass band couldn’t get past it. The people watching and remembering couldn’t stand next to the graves.
Seriously, who would do that?
It definitely wasn’t me!
<I look round, wait till everyone leaves, get in car then drive off>
In my defence – the ‘no parking’ sign was only put up after I’d parked. I’d left my car while I ran up a local hill. When I came back, not only was my car in the way, but I was also the only one covered in mud while wearing a bright yellow fluorescent running jacket. I assume everyone guessed the car was mine…
It was a good run but I tweaked my hamstring on the way down. I’ve taken it easy this week and stuck to yoga, walking and not blocking solemn ceremonies.