Went out for the day in the truck.….. to a place called Whitstable, 40 miles from home. A real working, fishing harbour.
Parked in a public car park, and despite the oncoming traffic (this is England) being a lane away, an idiot managed to cross over and still tear the paint of the corner of my bumper.
Not much damage yes, but it is my truck, and we all know it is a complete bumper repaint job.
I never cease to be amazed at the lack of brains out there behind steering wheels. Despite the driver coming to apologise to me. In England, even if not at fault your premium will go up the next year. So often easier just to pay for it yourself. I hate insurers.
Lunch was good though, and Sally paid.
Real English Fish and Chips.