Post by Jacks on Nov 1, 2005 18:25:30 GMT
Well, what can I say about Hackney, other than I hope I never have to set foot there again!
Saturday was pants....absolute total shite. I was going home that night, to go to my aunt's party so took my car to the hub and parked it in a side street. I then paid £8 for one of those pay and display tickets which you stick in your windscreen.
I did exactly that, stuck it to my windscreen, run my finger along it to make sure it was stuck and even after locking the car up, checked to make sure the ticket was in view.
I went back to my car 15 mins before the ticket was due to run out ......to find my car wasnt there. I promptly burst into tears, phoned 999 and told them that I thought my car had been stolen. Turned out, it hadnt been. It had been towed away.
In order to get my car back, I was told that I would have to bring some document, like my log book, to prove I own the car and my driving licence...all of which were at home. So, I had to get home, but having no car and the transport system in Hackney being as shite as it is, it caused a bit of a problem. Also, I was informed that it would cost me £200 to get my car back.
Steve (the MH security guy) gave me the keys to his car, but it turned out that nobody else was insured to drive my car, so that blew that out of the window. (Thanks Steve anyway....you're an absolute star!)
So, poor Sharon (Emma's step mum) volunteered to drive me home to pick my documents up, then drive to the car pound, then back to Hackney. Which meant that she would miss the show.
After hours of travelling around, a 70 mile round trip, I eventually got my car back. But it was one hell of a stressful day, and not something I would ever want to repeat. I will be appealing against the ticket, as I had paid to park there and was parked in a legal spot. Its not my fault the sticky stuff on their ticket is shite...it worked for 25 mins! My ticket was actually laying face up on the floor, in plain view of anyone walking past, they just had to look. But...you know what traffic wardens are like!
Needless to say, Karl thought it was hysterically funny. In fact, he found it so funny, he decided to announce the whole sorry story to the entire audience on Sunday night, during Richard Woolfe's warm up. I did go a nice shade of red at that point!! Thank God it wasnt live!!
So, there you go, just one sorry story of what happened that weekend!
Saturday was pants....absolute total shite. I was going home that night, to go to my aunt's party so took my car to the hub and parked it in a side street. I then paid £8 for one of those pay and display tickets which you stick in your windscreen.
I did exactly that, stuck it to my windscreen, run my finger along it to make sure it was stuck and even after locking the car up, checked to make sure the ticket was in view.
I went back to my car 15 mins before the ticket was due to run out ......to find my car wasnt there. I promptly burst into tears, phoned 999 and told them that I thought my car had been stolen. Turned out, it hadnt been. It had been towed away.
In order to get my car back, I was told that I would have to bring some document, like my log book, to prove I own the car and my driving licence...all of which were at home. So, I had to get home, but having no car and the transport system in Hackney being as shite as it is, it caused a bit of a problem. Also, I was informed that it would cost me £200 to get my car back.
Steve (the MH security guy) gave me the keys to his car, but it turned out that nobody else was insured to drive my car, so that blew that out of the window. (Thanks Steve anyway....you're an absolute star!)
So, poor Sharon (Emma's step mum) volunteered to drive me home to pick my documents up, then drive to the car pound, then back to Hackney. Which meant that she would miss the show.
After hours of travelling around, a 70 mile round trip, I eventually got my car back. But it was one hell of a stressful day, and not something I would ever want to repeat. I will be appealing against the ticket, as I had paid to park there and was parked in a legal spot. Its not my fault the sticky stuff on their ticket is shite...it worked for 25 mins! My ticket was actually laying face up on the floor, in plain view of anyone walking past, they just had to look. But...you know what traffic wardens are like!
Needless to say, Karl thought it was hysterically funny. In fact, he found it so funny, he decided to announce the whole sorry story to the entire audience on Sunday night, during Richard Woolfe's warm up. I did go a nice shade of red at that point!! Thank God it wasnt live!!
So, there you go, just one sorry story of what happened that weekend!