I saw an eye-opening display of parking rage this morning. It happened outside a school I pass on my way to work. It was quite clear who was in the wrong but that didn’t stop World War Three breaking out between the two drivers – a beleaguered-looking businessman and a flustered mum who had clearly struggled to get everyone out of the house on time.

Both parents wanted to drop their young children off at school. And needless to say, there was only one parking space up for grabs. The mum got there first and moved beyond the space, put her indicator on and geared up to reverse in. Then along came dad and headed into the spot front-first in order to stake his claim.

A rather public shouting match ensued. Both parties got so heated up that they didn’t care they were blocking the road. The cars stacked up and gradually each driver got out their car to see what was going on. One by one they approached the feuding pair and asked them to put their differences aside so everyone could get on with their journeys.

It was a good ten minutes before the mum and dad went their separate ways. Neither driver used the parking space after all that because someone else stepped in and offered to escort the children to school in order to defuse the situation.

I must have seen incidents of parking rage before I got stuck into ParkatmyHouse.com but I didn’t take them on board. Now of course I’m really conscious of parking rage and it’s surprising how often it manifests itself, even in small ways like honking.