Parking my car near the shops of the little village in which my parents live, I noticed an elderly lady sitting in her car was staring at me. As I got out, she looked around the car park and waved at me to come over. "Er... Hi." I said tentatively. "Do you have a ticket?" she asked. "Not yet" I said. She looked around the car park again. "You can take mine," she whispered "there's still a half an hour left on it." She slipped it into my hand conspiratorially, as though she were dealing crack. Before I could thank her, she rolled up her window and pulled away, beaming an incredibly cheeky and satisfied grin. | 
