I hate folk who do this kind of thing.
Looking on the bright side,
at least it must make a pleasant change to be done over again (your lad's car included) somewhere other than a LM campsite
Whatever, I have spoken with the Commer who is extremely vexed about matters. In a dawn ritual this morning, which involved me dancing naked wearing high-heeled slingbacks and the skinned face of freshly slaughtered virgin nanny goat, the necessary curses have been laid upon the perpetrators...