2) This afternoon we drove up to small roundabout, not a mini but the kind you get where new housing developments meet a main road. Parked with his wheels part over the white line onto the roundabout, part on the estate road was a car, hazard lights on. I was just about to feel sorry for him breaking down just there, when I realised he had stopped to use his phone. He was busy texting. There was an island in the road, and he was blocking over half of the road. It was only with great difficulty that DH managed to get past him and swan neck round him to turn left.
Things you find stressful that other people don't notice.
Being moved along by someone who "wants your place".
How do you acknowledge Easter.