Well they make you feel like you have just murders 12 babies.
Then you have to wait for them to fill out a sheet of paper with all your details. Then they go round the car to jot down the tax disk number,plates and note down any recognizable things on the car (blue car, black wheels etc)
Petrol station was packed aswell, felt like a right nobber lol.
Then they let me nip home after 20min of interrogation to fetch my wallet.
Haven't done what's in the OP but I hate it when I fill up with a certain amount of fuel i.e. £40. I try so carefully to make it land on £40, however, it lands on £40.01. FFFFFUUUUUUUUU.
Sunday's I brim the tank, but by Thursday night when I need to fill the tank back up I put £25 in and if I go over I'll go to £30, then to £35 if I miss again, then so on...
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