I parked in a cul de sac this morning. I have 8 or 9 to do there dotted around and so I park, drag the hose to the furthest point and work around the van. About half way through, a car drives along and parks close to the hose. I note the male passenger look at the wheel when he got out. The woman driver, from the look of her face is clearly "spiritually sick", but seeing from about 10 metres that she is close to the hose I enquire, "you're not on the hose are you?" in a pleasant manner. Her reply is "dunno". I then ask her male passenger the same question, to which he replies "I don't think so". I ask her again and he says " I don't think so". They go into their house.
I had a wander up when I finished the house I was on and sure enough they were parked on the hose. I bang on the front door and Miss Smiley emerges. I say that you are on the hose and you need to move. To which there is a torrent of rhetoric from which I picked up that she only had half hour for lunch and that my hose shouldn't be in the road. To which I say, you shouldn't have parked on the hose. She screams "why not?". I point out that common courtesy is the reason. Anyway, she moved her car. And I gave her a super cheery thank you.
Some people.