The girl got out of the big Audi and apologised for bumping into my car. She told me she’d just written off her previous car a fortnight ago. It was a very low-speed bump and there were no marks on either car but I took some pics anyway and we swapped details .
‘What’s your insurance company?’ I asked.
‘Admire Al,’ she said.
‘Admire Al?’ I wondered who Al was and why he should be admired.
‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Admire Al.’
Ah, right, I thought.