What a bloody nightmare!
I went to the bank to get DH a bankers draft for his car and parked on a single yellow line that I thought you could park on for an hour. I got the cheque and then thought i'll trot off to Sainsburys for some bread and popped into the travel agents as I was passing and when I came out of the shops my car was on the transporter
I explained that I was on the line and the bloke said 'that won't wash with me luv, you can't park here between 8 and 6' And then a load of passersby started having a go at him as I was stood there with my nearly 4 year old DS and my baby and they were saying 'come on, she's got the kids' and DS said 'naughty, naughty, naughty man' to the man.
I was even offered a lift to the pound to get the car which was nice but I walked to DHs office and his partners girlfriend took me. What really PMO was car towing bloke wouldn't let me get the kids car seats out the car.
So I spent £135 on absolutely nothing today (which I know was my fault but it was unintentional, I have never had a parking ticket before and I really would not have parked there if I had known as there was an NCP opposite).
Fuckityfuck!