Bumper cars

I hate 4x4s. I hate 4×4 drivers.

One or both of these reversed into my car in a car park last night. At least I presume so, as I was playing badminton at the time and they naturally didn’t stick around.

The evidence is the big dent in my bonnet and the slightly crunched Peugeot logo.

Now I didn’t actually notice until I was standing in the queue at the petrol station some minutes after I left the car park, so in theory it could have happened days ago. But I don’t think so.

Bah.