
I feel as if I shouldn't show my face here, given elk's problems with people parking where they shouldn't.
We brought the car to work today as ds1 in pjs for school, we needed to get the cakes to school in time for the before school etc etc. Don't have a current parking permit and all the streets around are two hour max. Shouldn't have been a problem as we could both move the car throughout the day but then DrIssy got landed with an extra lecture when I was also busy meaning we wouldn't have been able to move the car for 3 hours.
So I remembered friend who lives near uni and asked him if we could borrow his drive for the afternoon. He said yes, so at lunchtime I moved the car. Except I couldn't remember his house number, just that he had fancy metal gates.
You can probably see where this is going...
I parked in no.51, not no. 63. I realised this once I got back to the office and was able to check his address. Cue me running down the hill to move car before anyone realised.
I was out of luck: as I started moving the car an old lady on the other side of the road waved me down 
Thankfully she was absolutely lovely and thought it was a bit of a hoot. Given how justifiably outraged she could have been, I am definitely going to bake some biscuits tonight and take them round to her while they are still warm as a further apology.