In the rankings of sentences you didn’t think you’d ever write, the headline above has to be up there with ‘I had a superb meal sitting in my car on an industrial estate the other day’.
But here I am, for a second consecutive day, neon orange buffalo wing sauce in my beard and hoping that I can still find that voucher for a free valet in the glove box.
A man in a van pulls up next to me to pick up his order, sees the state of what’s inside my car, and nods at me like we’re in a special club together.
