Sometimes I wonder whether or not I should judge others by my own standards. It may make bitter pills easier to swallow at times.
After enjoying a simply splendid overnighter to Napier on Saturday, Mrs H and I returned home on Sunday evening to be greeted by our respective motor vehicles (both of which we left parked on the street during our absence) sporting panel damage. Mrs H's has had its front right mudguard (fender for any Merkins lurking) stoved in, and the righthand rear door on mine has suffered a similar fate.
The mind boggles as to how this may have happened.
Needless to say, the perpetrator of this damage has not made themselves known to us. Prick. And now there is a thousand or so dollars to be invested rectifying our cars. Not that I would necessarily demand full restitution, but I think that it's good manners to fess up and offer to make things good.
Or have I gone completely barking mad?
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