Hello all, glad everyone's ok, and also glad I'm no the only one with car hassles - it's pants! Last weekend some numpty drove into the back of my car, which was parked outside my house, having slid on the ice, and drove off. We only found out because a witness came and told us, but he hadn't caught much of the reg no. so it wasn't much help. I went to the police station the next day to report it, not because I had any hopes of them catching the 'twat what done it', but because if the damage turned out to be really costly, the insurance company would need a URN. I didn't have my documents with me at the time, so they gave me the 7 days to produce them. What with work, DD, MS and the rest of life, I ended up leaving it until the 7 days limit. Then DP got badly injured at football, so I had to pick him up and didn't make it to the station.
Anyhoo, took documents along yesterday, and the station was closed. So I picked up the yellow batphone outside, got through to TVP, who said the nearest open station was 15 miles away. By then hormones were kicking in. It probably wasn't the wisest answer when speaking to police, but I just said "Do you know what? I can't be arsed. If you're not going to make it easy for people to show their documents, why should I drive around the bloody county to produce them?" She said because I might be prosecuted. I said "Oh so what, I'm pregnant, I'll cry at the magistrate and tell him what a stupid law that is."
Now I'm feeling like a bit of a pillock, but I'm so cross that, even though I was the victim of a car crime, I'm now having to go out of my way to show these documents. I'm kind of hoping they do prosecute, just so I can stand up in a court and have a real rant about the legal system being unfair on the victim (rant, rant, rant!).
Stoopid cars.