I managed to crash my car today on the way to my parents house for Sunday dinner. It was only a little bump when I was trying to merge into the next lane and didn't notice the car in front of me had stopped, but it really took me by surprise.
The licence plate is on the front passenger seat and the hood is a bit bent but there doesn't seem to be anything not working. I'm going to have to call the insurance people tomorrow and sort it out. At least I'm fully comp.
In the meantime, I'm reading Inside Fashion Design by Sharon Lee Tate. It's a bit out of date, talking about how the internet is going to revolutionise ordering, but it's interesting none the less. It'll keep my mind off insurance premiums for now.