Quickie "I hope no one saw us!" They scrambled out of the bushes laughing, Thomas buttoning up his shirt still out of breath. When they returned to she car she noticed something different, she pushed her long hair out of her face and her laughter subsided. Thomas gathered his breath and wiped the years from his eyes still smiling but wondering why Kate had stopped, it was then he noticed too. Kate ran her fingers along the yellow contraption that wrapped itself around the left front wheel of their little car "Is this really a clamping zone? We're in the middle of nowhere!" Thomas scanned the area for a no parking sign but sure enough there was none to be seen. They had been driving through the countryside on their way to Kate's parents house when they had stopped by the field only 15 minutes ago, still giddy having returned from their honeymoon only two days ago. But the fun was over now. "Well for goodness sake Tom this was your bright idea! Now what are we going to do? I didn't bring the bloody mobile" "Well why not? Who doesn't bring the phone on a trip? In fact who leaves the phone at home EVER?" As the pair argued over who's fault it was, Peter O'Grady sat peering out his front window in his house up the way. The house was dirty, dark and cold, in other words it was in desperate need of a woman's touch, much like O'Grady himself. As he sipped his cup of grey tea he sniggered to himself and walked out to the yard to get a better look. He stood in front of his stack of yellow wheel campers with pride. "That'll learn them" he said.