I happened to be waiting for someone to buy a few forgotten things from this store and was, as usual, fiddling with my trusty camera (iphone)
This chap pulled off the main road, drove past the disabled bays and stopped. Neither in the hatch restricted area or safely.
I cannot resist but to capture him.
I am starting to think I am, unknowingly, a repressed traffic warden. May be I am the reincarnation of Gingus the Wanderer whose sole was stolen by a crowd of upset people from the ‘could-not-give-a-dam’ tribe of South London and followed the kerb-line into training school for London Traffic Wardens.