As above, no cars or coffee, but steak in a grill house rub and Guinness Original XX.
Today’s weather was all over the shop but I had a neighbours car to look at. Another neighbour had swiped her car and left his paint down the rubbing strip on one side.
It looked like paint transfer till I tidied it up and noticed the old git had taken a thin strip of paint off the lower edge of the rubbing strip.
Gave the car a good clean and came up well but why can’t people take care, just because they don’t care about their car doesn’t mean other people don’t care about theirs.
Sometimes I really hate people.