Last week the mother of a friend of my daughter died tragically and unexpectedly. It was a great shock that has rippling affects around the community.
The day after this happened I bumped into another mum from the class in the High Street. We talked, cried and hugged each other for a much longer period of time than I had expected to be out shopping and when I got back to my car, a parking inspector was writing a parking fine ticket. I couldn’t believe it. What was the universe trying to tell me?!!!
When I got home, I told my husband who said I should write and complain. I thought it was a waste of time and ignored him so he wrote this letter on my behalf: