A dead fly that was stuck to the roof of my car for several days. A victim of rising petrol prices? I like to think so.
How can people afford to blast around in their giant SUV fat-transporters when petrol is so expensive? It's madness, yet there they are, blasting along the dual-carriageway, parking inexpertly across two spaces at ASDA or blocking access to the out of hours surgery while popping into the offy for fags and leaving the hazards on. Where the hell do they get their money from?
I'm clearly in the wrong job, or need to fiddle the benefits better.
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