I thought this the most appropriate thread for today's story.
Had the afternoon off and got a bit carried away going round the shops inpatient for the car to arrive. Ordered some VW accessories from the dealer, then went looking for detailing products and somehow at the last minute threw in a dual action polisher with them. Came home quickly and skilfully (in my opinion) hid all the new products amongst the old ones in the garage from the wife.
School boy error however, left my wallet with receipts poking out on the kitchen worktop

Was expecting an evening of silent treatment and having to go out to get a takeaway. But could never have imagined the real horror that was coming.
I have now had to agree to spending the long weekend visiting (and worse staying with) her sister, her four horrid sticky children and her husband that talks about nothing but Golf (the OAP sport not the car!)
Worse.... I have to drive there and back in my MK5

I think I need a beer....