For about five Friday nights running and because I can’t leave my car on the street on Saturday mornings when pay-and-display kicks in at 8:30am, I’ve been parking in a neighbour’s empty spot. Each time, I’ve left a note on my windscreen, thanking them and giving them my contact details.

I’ve been wondering when my luck was going to run out and apparently now it has. The Space Owner pulled the plug on Saturday afternoon, calling me up and asking me to ‘kindly not park there anymore’. He said he would be parking there from now on.

Ironically, having worked out which house the space belongs to (the driveway/house arrangement is a bit higgeldy piggeldy down my little mews so not that obvious), I had gone out that morning and bought a box of chocolates to take round. I knocked on the door but no one was in and an hour later, before I’d had a chance to knock again, he rang.

I think my options are either to wait and see if the Space Owner really is going to park there (no car yet!) and if not, see if he fancies doing things the ParkatmyHouse.com way or, to get a resident’s parking permit. Two guesses which my preferred option is!