Britains dumbest school run mum.
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Amazing isn't it... Almost as stupid as the school run DAD who thinks that the double yellow lines outside our local primary school are there for his exclusive rights to park on, thereby partially blocking the road, obstructing the pavement and reducing the field of vision where children/parents have to cross. Didn't notice if he was blonde though!!
Nah - the worst was in my old village.
Used to live up a T junction that was opposite a lower(primary school), there's cars parked all the way up both sides of my road and some SRM had obviously driven up road couldn't be bothered to park at the top so had turned around and come half way back down road, where she stopped and switched engine off. She was in the middle of the chuffing road totally blocking it!!
I turn into road and drive up to the front of the car.... Sit and wait a while... nothing... flash lights (indicating i might like to get past and could she start her car up and reverse it into a drive or something for two secs?)... nothing...
In the end she gets out and says. "My little Ursuala (not joking about the name
) will be out in 10 minutes time, I'm not moving until then."
It was 1995 and i was in a completely knackered 1982 vauxhall cavalier at the time. I started revving it hard, which caused the worn suspension to rock gently back and forth... 
I then put it in first, rev'd and dropped the clutch 
She moved quick enough after that!!
Used to live up a T junction that was opposite a lower(primary school), there's cars parked all the way up both sides of my road and some SRM had obviously driven up road couldn't be bothered to park at the top so had turned around and come half way back down road, where she stopped and switched engine off. She was in the middle of the chuffing road totally blocking it!!
I turn into road and drive up to the front of the car.... Sit and wait a while... nothing... flash lights (indicating i might like to get past and could she start her car up and reverse it into a drive or something for two secs?)... nothing...
In the end she gets out and says. "My little Ursuala (not joking about the name
) will be out in 10 minutes time, I'm not moving until then." It was 1995 and i was in a completely knackered 1982 vauxhall cavalier at the time. I started revving it hard, which caused the worn suspension to rock gently back and forth... I then put it in first, rev'd and dropped the clutch She moved quick enough after that!!
the woman who smashed up my car was driving to said lower school at the bottom of our street... to drop little callum or derren or 
wit or something like that off...
its about a 200m walk, thats actually quicker by foot...
oh, and after smashing my car up, she had time to drive to the school, drive back, hide her car so i couldn't see damage/show my displeasure by attacking it with a wheelbrace come to my house, ring my door bell and get me up and it still was only 9:50...
ie, she had plenty of time to walk little kn*bc*ck to school and back thus saving her over £250 in repairs the same week she went on a holiday to barbados... bet her husband was pleased about that!
wit or something like that off... its about a 200m walk, thats actually quicker by foot...
oh, and after smashing my car up, she had time to drive to the school, drive back, hide her car so i couldn't see damage/show my displeasure by attacking it with a wheelbrace come to my house, ring my door bell and get me up and it still was only 9:50...
ie, she had plenty of time to walk little kn*bc*ck to school and back thus saving her over £250 in repairs the same week she went on a holiday to barbados... bet her husband was pleased about that!
agent006 said:
Get some stickers made up with "PLEASE DON'T PARK HERE AGAIN" on them. Avery do some very nice full A4 sticky sheets that you can print on.
Or one of these
www.edirectory.co.uk/pf/pages/default.asp?RecordID=BDEAH&cid=880
That would confuse them.
littlegearl said:
the woman who smashed up my car was driving to said lower school at the bottom of our street... to drop little callum or derren or
its about a 200m walk, thats actually quicker by foot...
oh, and after smashing my car up, she had time to drive to the school, drive back, hide her car so i couldn't see damage/show my displeasure by attacking it with a wheelbrace come to my house, ring my door bell and get me up and it still was only 9:50...
ie, she had plenty of time to walk little kn*bc*ck to school and back thus saving her over £250 in repairs the same week she went on a holiday to barbados... bet her husband was pleased about that!
At least she came round and owned up. I actually watched some appalling doris in a Cherokee smack into the parked cars in front and behind her, doing considerable damage with her bull bars, in a witless attempt to get out from in front of the local school. She then drove off.
I took her number and reported her. She was, apparently, heavily done for criminal damage, according to the people whose cars she had trashed (I left notes on their windscreens telling them that I had reported her and to call me as a witness as required).
Where do these people get their licences? Mothercare?
>> Edited by Resh on Thursday 11th December 17:51
When I grew up I lived opposite a primary school. SRMs were dreadful for parking across the drive, or blocking the private road down the side that led to a bunch of our garages.
Every time the drive was blocked, mum or I would invent a reason that we needed to go somewhere in a car, just to make the buggers move. If they weren't in their car, leaning on the horn (I mean continually) used to do the job.
The utter lack of consideration never fails to astound me.
Every time the drive was blocked, mum or I would invent a reason that we needed to go somewhere in a car, just to make the buggers move. If they weren't in their car, leaning on the horn (I mean continually) used to do the job.
The utter lack of consideration never fails to astound me.
Resh said:
At least she came round and owned up. I actually watched some appalling doris in a Cherokee smack into the parked cars in front and behind her, doing considerable damage with her bull bars, in a witless attempt to get out from in front of the local school. She then drove off.
I took her number and reported her. She was, apparently, heavily done for criminal damage, according to the people whose cars she had trashed (I left notes on their windscreens telling them that I had reported her and to call me as a witness as required).
I think she only owned up because her "scratch" was a dent that half nearly tore the car in half!
and therefore a bit difficult to hide. I have watched people do the crash and drive off thing in my current street and always leave a note on the victims car/have a word if i can. In fact if i hear a car start up out there, i actually hawk eye them out of the window, i have become that obsessed with it!!
The last woman to drive into my car (when it was the only car there with acres of space around it i might add...) tried to deny it and it happened in front of my very eyes!!
Luckily for her, the car was due in the body shop that month for the previous dent to be removed so she got away with it.... I have had my car driven into 3 times this year and a works van smashed. All four drivers of the cars that crashed INTO mine were women, three of the incidents were when parked with nothing else around my car.
I am starting to get pissed off with this women are statistically better drivers nonsense... Not in Chester they're not!!!
Buffalo said:
...some SRM had obviously driven up road couldn't be bothered to park at the top so had turned around and come half way back down road, where she stopped and switched engine off. She was in the middle of the chuffing road totally blocking it!!
I turn into road and drive up to the front of the car.... Sit and wait a while... nothing... flash lights (indicating i might like to get past and could she start her car up and reverse it into a drive or something for two secs?)... nothing...
In the end she gets out and says. "My little Ursuala (not joking about the name
Had this in Bristol when I was at uni and it was a common trick.
One silly moo said she wasn't moving until her kids came out of school (another 15 mins!!). That suited me. I got out of the car, which was in the middle of the road, locked it and went into my flat. Switched kettle on, had a cuppa and smoked a fag. After about 40 mins I poked my head out of the window to see if she's got bored enough of waiting.
She never pulled that one again and funnily enough, neither did anyone else.
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S!One morning last winter, after a smattering of overnight snow which then froze, my local council wasn't quick enough at getting the gritters out. Living close to a primary school, I was thus treated to a great display of driving by Mumpties On Ice. Highlights included 'trying to stop the wheels from spinning by piling on the revs until the engine's at bursting point' and 'approaching a Give Way line too quickly, slapping on the anchors and sliding straight across the junction into a parked car'. I can barely wait for the first snow of this winter.
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