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We're into nostalgia, elsewhere onsite, well here's to one Mick started, it deserves resurrecting because nothing has improved.

I called in for a take away, tried to get out of the shop and an ubher driver had parked in front of the entrance/exit high on the pavement, he must have had to get out on the passenger side he was that close to the door. Knowing the sort of response I could/would get if I asked him to move I just squeezed between the wall and his wing mirror, imagine the satisfaction I got when (unintentionally of course) the sound of cracking plastic was emmited as I made my merry way.