I fear to look too far into that site, I may well be in there somewhere!
There is a problem with the way car parks are set out, that results in having to unload your car, then park it.
I just don't care about parking. I used to be very precise, but I am always late for something, so I just throw it in and let the bull bars and tow bar take care of business.
My car has those annoying sensors, they go beep constantly even when you are a foot away, no use at all!
There's a name for people like you; you might be able to guess what it is...
Yes. Manly. No guesswork involved.
The parking outside in London is madness, we have no official off road parking, but no set bays. Anyone can park in the street in the evenings and there are always trades parking in the day, using up huge space with piles of this and that, and skips. Invariably once a few people have moved early on you end up being blocked in. Not that I generally drive in London.
The thing that pees my wife off more than anything is the people who drive off in the day and put cones in the vacant bay, like it belonged to them! This tends to be done by new residents the worst, and they even give you verbal if you move them and use the bay, or leave notes on your screen.
We also have a distribution company nearby, and they have drivers parking trucks in the resident bays, always, "I'll only be a minute."
Westminster's finest traffic fraudsters seem to drive around the block constantly, but they never bother the trades or trucks. Corruption seems to be rife.
I reckon the answer is more bikes!
The doctor diagnosed me with hereditary diarrhoea. I can't understand, I wear a kilt.