By the power of social media, I now know my parents have a disabled parking bay. Not that they would have told me, but their lovely carer Kate keeps me abreast of the odd goings back home in the north east. Apparently it all happened like lightening. No sooner had the chap arrived and dad had moved his car, the deed was done and the Council operative was off. Honestly the things people do to stop their son visiting. I've no idea where I'll park now.
Good job then I was off to a media press launch at Tyntesfield this evening. I'm appreciated there.
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