Counting still...10. This self imposed count down - not as easy as it looks!

Yesterday I searched urgently whilst I was driving. My eyes darting across the road and up lanes as I  carefully manoeuvred through the still snowy streets.  I was on my way to collect the boys from school and I had two critical deadlines. Firstly I had to get to the school in good time to find parking and more importantly (I jest) I had to find a number 10!

I looked at road signs, I looked for speed signs, I looked at road way numbering, I even contemplated looking at house numbers but knew that it would be frowned on if I suddenly stopped outside a house and grabbed my camera and started taking photographs of somebody's front door.

In exasperation and completely '10-less' I  slotted the car into what appeared to be the last parking space at the school. I turned off the engine, released the seatbelt, glanced at the dashboard clock and saw I had about 10 (ha - the irony) minutes to spare, so decided to do a bit of in-car-entertainment (that's crochet to you and me.....) while I waited for the boys.

A little while later, 

I casually looked up 

and saw 

this....

I.was.parked.right.alongside.the.

previously.scarlet.pimpernel.like.

number.10. 

?Quirk of fate?