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For earlier Chapters and an explanation of this dreadful story, see blog: The Cardiff Grandma. WARNING: This novel contains fake Welsh.
In the previous episode, the reader (Hi Mom) is introduced to super-reporter, Samantha Panther, with her ferret-resembling boom microphone, @ the CIA…

The Cardiff Grandma Chapter 14
In the short stay car park of Cardiff International Airport, a parking attendant, who had been circling for some minutes now, began to close in on the Channel 12 news van.

The newly wedded couple, Mrs and Mr Pinesniffer, had only just gotten back to Wales after their three week honeymoon. Still jetlagged and misty-headed, the eager Mr Pinesniffer wasn’t concentrating as he drove around the fog covered car park in search of the exit so he could get him and his wife back home.

He hadn’t seen the parking attendant due to his general tiredness and the amount of fog. The parking attendant hadn’t heard the Pinesniffer’s car due to being so obsessed with ticketing the Channel 12 news van. Outwardly marked by only a dull thud and a screech of brakes, the event was over in a split second.

This was an accident.

Mr. Pinesniffer’s car window operated with an old fashioned crank who rolled it down and peered back at the prone and prostrate attendant sprawled on the asphalt. “Terribly sorry,” she called out as her husband stepped on the gas and roared away into the fog.

The Pinesniffers were never to be seen again. At least that’s how they understood it.