We walked to town. DH to ill to walk home. A taxi was called and brought us home. Taxi must have parked a bit too far forward as next door neighbour peeped his horn from the drive for us to move. He had been standing on the path when we parked and started taking out bags, he chose to comminicate not through words but via a horn, ie. walking away, into his car then peeping. His choice I suppose, I genuinely didn't realise we were over the line and we asked the taxi driver to pull back. We were unreasonable.
But this is the fuck-knuckle of a neighbour who parks over my drive all the bloody time! The amount of times I cannot get off my bloody drive for this man and his wife parking over my drive instead of on their own drive.
We were in the wrong today so I have no high ground, I am just as bad as them now.
Boils me piss though.