So I'm a nanny right. And one of the things I do is drop Sas off at school and then pick her up bout 6 hours later. I can honestly say these trips r never fun...... ever. Mothers obviously cannot drive. Having kids seems to do something to their brains and any driving skill they may have had goes stright out the window. We won't even go into some of the dodgy moves I have been witness to.
So by the time I reach Sas's posh Hampstead school my blood is generally already boiling. So the idea is find a parking space (any bloody parking space) get in and get Sas out. So you can imagine how happy I was to see bout 10 open parking spaces right opposite the school. I did a quick Uie and ran in. I was happily planning my get away when one of the aforementioned mothers kindly pointed out my bright yellow parking ticket. I had been in that space less than 5 mins and some gnormeless idiot parking attendant had given me a ticket. For parking in a suspended parking bay. (que dawining realisation that any parking spaces in London are too good to be true.) Sure enough hidden behind the trunk of the most enormous tree ever was the notice. At this point Sas thinks it best to point out that I am the one who is going to be paying the £100 fine and not her beloved mother. I spoted the traffic warden a few cars down but thought it best I drive away before I had time to plant my foot up his ass.
The traffic department had better be ready cause hurrican Bronwyn is on the way!!!!
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