Inconsiderate basterds

I can go several different ways home. However, almost invariably, at some point, quite near home, there is a part of a road where there are three lanes for the traffic and prominent signs suggesting that your car will be towed away should you park there.

We are in Italy, of course, so these signs are only for guidance. I have, on very rare occasions, seen traffic wardens issuing tickets – but most of the time not. Cars park as if it is a normal road. On one road, they even double park. Meaning that, in effect, there is only one lane open to traffic which, invariably, gets a bit clogged up.

I don’t really understand it. I mean, I understand why they ignore the signs. I mean why, if you are insensitive to others’ needs and if you know that the chances you’ll get caught are remote, would you bother to hunt for a real parking space?

No, what I don’t understand is why Milan doesn’t earn more money from this? I mean, even if they went round once a week, they could issue fines which, I’m sure, would more than cover the cost of deploying the wardens. I have never seen no cars there.

And, am I a little annoyed? Well, yes, actually, I am.

It may be winter outside – there’s no ‘may’ about it.

It is said, apparently, that the worst day of the year is the second Monday in January. Or somewhere around then. I’m not sure that’s true. Now is the worst time.

The night comes later and it’s almost properly light by the time I go to work, so it should be much better, right?

Yes, it all helps and gives you the hope of spring but ………

it’s still winter outside and I (and many other people, it would seem) have had enough!

Update: Now the sun is shining but don’t be fooled. It’s still too damned cold :-(