Well, I filled my car up with petrol today. I was down to less than 100 miles of fuel. OH had popped into our nearby small town and rang to say it looked as though our nearest petrol station was open. I leapt into my car and found it was indeed open, but only one pump was on. I had to do some complicated reversing to line up the petrol cap. The hose from the pump wasn’t long enough to reach over or round my car. As I did so two more cars drove in and waited patiently as I manoeuvred. No nastiness, no pushing in. All very civilised. We were only allowed to buy a maximum of £50 but that’s fine. My car has a small fuel tank so it never costs more than £50 anyway!
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