I am a fool.

Those who know me well will attest to this I'm sure, but sometimes I really excel myself. Last night I went out for Tapas with a group of friends, driving straight into town from Kids Club (at which Becky did an amazing job of getting the kids to concentrate just long enough to make choc-chip cookies!). Somewhere along the line I panicked and threw my car into the first car park I came across, which was in a ludicrously inappropriate place, in relation to where the restaurant was. It was flippin' expensive parking too, so I had a long walk intstead of a short stroll, and I paid through the nose instead of taking time to hunt out a free space! So far, so good.

On my (long) return to the car, I went to pay, got in the car, and had completely failed to notice that the barriers were up. I could have had free parking! I also snubbed a beggar, nearly stepping on him in my attempt to escape the poor chap (I have to say that I really do not appreciate their tactic of staking out cash machines and carpark pay-stations).

You see! I rest my case.