So, because I'm all 'het-up', I'm coming to Gransnet to confess 
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Our street is very narrow, and can be difficult to negotiate in a car, especially when turning in from the busy Main Street. People, therefore, park on the one side so that cars can move up and down more easily. However, when I turned into the street this afternoon, someone had parked on the opposite side as well, leaving a very narrow gap to squeeze through. As the chap was just leaving his car to go into a shop, I wound down my window and asked him if he could move the car a bit so I could get through safely. He replied, "Have you got a licence?" I responded that I most certainly did, but did he - as he had parked so inconsiderately? I kept trying to get through, then gave up as I was worried I would damage 3 cars - mine, his and the car parked on the 'normal side'. I reversed and asked him (he was progressing in a leisurely fashion to the Spar shop on the corner), if he could move his car. He again said I shouldn't have a licence if I couldn't get through that space. At this, his missus got out of the car and repeated what he'd said. Well, that did it! I'm afraid I swore (a bad word)! I think it went something like this: "All you had to do was f...ing move it a wee bit!"
They both sneered - especially his wife, who said "A woman - swearing..." By now there was a queue of cars behind me, all building up onto the main road, the one directly behind me being a large 4x4. I squeezed through, bit by bit, and parked in my usual place outside my house. Looking back down the road, I saw said 4x4 driver also having a wee discussion with this person.
I was so angry at myself for swearing. 
, so I went back to the man who had, by this time got back into his car. I asked him to roll his window down, which he did, reluctantly. I apologised for swearing, saying that I'd been rude. They were both horrified that, as a woman, I'd sworn.... 
By this time, having done my best to make whatever amends needed, I told them that they really did need to get a life, and came back into the house.
There, I feel better now. I'm still shaking, but I think that could be something to do with the sugar-rush of the chocolate cookie I had earlier this afternoon.... 
Sorry about the long post, but I needed to tell it all!
- oh, I knew I could rely in 'you lot'!! What didn't help was the fact that DH wandered into the front garden and sort of 'hovered'. No use in a crisis, that one!
and holding up all traffic I was late picking OH up from bus stop he looked like a drowned rat.....told said person he was a fookin twat 
!Things you don’t see/hear anymore
Large flowerbed - starting again
