
Borris
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Whilst loading the little herberts into our Beach for the school run this morning, I noticed that the rear off side hub cap looked rather odd.
Upon closer inspection, it became obvious that one of our fellow members of society had taken it upon themselve to swop their crabby old cap with one of my nice shiny new ones. It should look like this:
Whilst hanging, drawing and quartering is probably a step too far, a damn good flogging on the village green might at least make me feel a bit better. The only trouble would be:
A. Catching the scumbag in the first place and,
B. The never ending howls of protest from the "Oh he/she has had an unfortunate upbringing and should therfore be given love, understanding and a free holiday" brigade.
If he/she had just nicked it, that would have been enough to irritate me, but to replace it with their horrid manky replacement was tantamount to putting two fingers up to me as well. It is that that has really wound me up.
Now being serious for a moment, I can already hear the VW parts assistant saying, "Sorry mate, we only sell them as a set of four and they are a squillion pounds plus VAT".
That's it, one of life's minor irritations that I have now got off my chest.





Upon closer inspection, it became obvious that one of our fellow members of society had taken it upon themselve to swop their crabby old cap with one of my nice shiny new ones. It should look like this:

Whilst hanging, drawing and quartering is probably a step too far, a damn good flogging on the village green might at least make me feel a bit better. The only trouble would be:
A. Catching the scumbag in the first place and,
B. The never ending howls of protest from the "Oh he/she has had an unfortunate upbringing and should therfore be given love, understanding and a free holiday" brigade.
If he/she had just nicked it, that would have been enough to irritate me, but to replace it with their horrid manky replacement was tantamount to putting two fingers up to me as well. It is that that has really wound me up.
Now being serious for a moment, I can already hear the VW parts assistant saying, "Sorry mate, we only sell them as a set of four and they are a squillion pounds plus VAT".
That's it, one of life's minor irritations that I have now got off my chest.


