This evening, I passed up an opportunity to be a witty bastard.

I'm sat on the porch, with my laptop, writing, and an Audi pulled up outside the house. The driver, a woman spent ages to-ing and fro-ing with her parking (in a space you could have parked the Space Shuttle in. Eventually, she got out and asked me if it was OK if she parked there.

I was on the verge of saying, "Only if you decide which of the two spaces you're taking up that you're going to have, and leave the other one for someone else to use." when I had a sudden moment of kindess, and just said, "Yeah, sure."

If I had time, I'd give you a tirade about people who can't park properly. Luckily for you, my social life has saved your eyes, and requires me to get off this porch, walk Miles and then go drink a some beers with friends.

You might not get off so lightly next time.