What better way to mark the occasion of getting a new blog than to report the dreadful destruction of your car!

Earlier this evening I went out to the car with the intent of driving to Reading. I left it parked on the opposite side of our small, residential, road. As I drew nearer I was somewhat perplexed that it didn't seem to be quite how I'd left it. I didn't remember leaving it at a weird angle, with the front pointing at the curb like that. It almost looked like the front wheel was up on the curb. "Is this my car? Am I confused?" I thought.

True enough it was my car, and it had been significantly perturbed from the position I had previously left it in. Driving to Reading began to seem highly unlikely.

Shortly after I discovered the damage a gentleman across the road poked his head out the window to explain that a woman had crashed into my car, knocked on the doors of nearby houses in an (unsuccessful) attempt to find the car owner, parked her car at the end of the road (it was no longer there), and left a note on the windshield.

I'll get in touch with the insurance company tomorrow morning.

(*I'm not yet certain if it is a write-off, but it looks pretty bad.)