Before Wayne and Waynetta Slob pretended I had run into the back of their car, my annual insurance premium was £372.
Now that Mr and Mrs Slob’s ludicrously spurious claim for ‘soft tissue damage’ is well under way, can you guess what my renewal premium is?
I’ll give you a clue.
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