Well you see, it was like this. There I was driving my ratty Mini round Sloane Square, and this Ford thing steamed out in front of me into the middle of the road. So I thought I’d go round the back of it. So it clapped on such stopping power as it had, and reversed into a parking place.
I was going to use all sorts of unladylike words to it, when I saw that it had written on the side “Ford of Britain. Safety Programme”. Please, what do I do now?