I could have walked to work if I was more organised. Please bear in mind that for me, getting to work used to mean getting out of bed and walking down stairs. I'm out of time for that walk today. In true Japanese style, without a helmet and riding down the footpaths with my silver bike, basket on the front and mud guards all 'round, I rode (...actually I probably hooned a bit quicker than the Japanese ever would). I parked with about 30 others.
After a long day of work, I find the pink paper slip stapled around the handle bars. My housemate explained that the pink slip means I parked in the wrong place for too long and that if the cops would come past, they can tow it away!!