Tomorrow I am replacing Mrs A's car with something a bit bigger, and consequently will be returning her current vehicle. It's always been looked after, kept clean, properly maintained and parked sensibly. Today, whilst parked in the school carpark, where it spends every working day, some utter piece of shit has managed to park unnecessarily close - there are no spaces marked and it's very big, and smash a door into it so hard as to crease the door skin. So the condition report I gave to the garage during the purchase of the new car, that there was absolutely no bodywork damage, is no longer true. I sincerely hope the cunt responsible is diagnosed with tertiary herpees [sic] and AIDS.