The deal is that at 8.45am the car park is going to be full. Everyone knows this, and if you don’t, you certainly know it after you’ve driven to at least the third level. I had the misfortune to be driving behind someone who appears to either:

a) have not driven before
b) be unfamiliar with the concept of car-parks
c) have not driven before in a car-park

I’m going to be kind and suggest the c) might be the right answer. Either way, we went slowly. Let me emphasise that properly: slooooowly. At each turn, we had to stop, look to see if there were any spaces, then drive on. Sloooooowly. All of which meant a great deal of braking, hand-brakes on slopes and eventually a convoy of about 8 vehicles behind me. The guy behind, I could see, constantly shaking his head, presumably in bemusement.

OK, OK, so maybe I’m being melodramatic. Doesn’t sound too bad, right? Right! Except for the fact that when the driver did find a space, brakes were slammed on and reverse was selected. The driver then decided to reverse directly at me at a silly speed. Argh!

So that’s it for me, from now on I’m going to expect the worst from car park driving. I was interested to know the percentage of accidents in car parks. It occurs from my looking around that that question doesn’t have an answer but I wouldn’t be surprised if it was stupidly high. Not when you consider the stupidly bad driving one sees.

So, driving in car parks: Not set my temper at best, going to give this one a 0 out of 5.