So, yesterday, it was approaching the humidity and heat of the devil's armpit and one cycle park was south facing and made into a little oven by heat reflecting off the shop windows behind.... and so Mister Toad parked in the bus stop while Ratty went into the shop sat there with the engine on, presumably either to keep the air con on or to claim to a warden that he'd not really stopped. Because that's what cyclists and anyone walking to or from the shop in that heat needed: more fumes.

Posh SUV, must have had stop start, either disabled or inactive due to AC.