As above, no cars or coffee, but steak in a grill house rub and Guinness Original XX.

Todayā€™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 canā€™t people take care, just because they donā€™t care about their car doesnā€™t mean other people donā€™t care about theirs.

Sometimes I really hate people.