Normally I'm driving around the upper north shore and over to the upper northern beeches . The previous weekend I drove to a company title meeting in Mosman on Sunday afternoon . Last wed I drove into see les mis at the capital .
I don't think I'm a cranky old ... But the drivers were horrendous , with the highlight being someone stopping on the approaches to the harbour bridge instead of merging , when they were obviously confused . I was grateful I stopped without going into the taxi behind them , but I spent a couple of nervous seconds wishing for a space to change into , hoping someone didn't go into me .
In Mosman I got an abusive letter on my windscreen when I parked between two driveways . I thought it was one parking spot , but obviously the writer felt it should fit two cars and spent a page abusing me is several different ways for my mistake . Personally I thought the letter said a lot more about them than me ...
We've thought about moving closer to the City , but each time I go in to visit some one or go somewhere I come away with a sense of relief when I get back to the UNS .
I'm a fairly tolerant easy going person , but I can understand why there are lots of people who are more than happy to live somewhere else than Sydney .
Cliff