ooh ooh, I've got one!
Last winter I'd delayed going to work cos it had been snowing (I'm in Cornwall) and more was forecast. I managed to drag this out for a good 2 hours but eventually gave in and took off on the 25 mile journey. After 3 miles it started snowing, after 5 miles it was a blizzard (Still in Cornwall folks!) I pulled off the road, called work and said there was no way I'd get in, turned round to head home.
After a mile or so I was crawling down this BIG hill and sliding all over the shop. Behind me was a BIG truck and I steered off the road onto a grass verge to avoid having the BIG truck up me jacksie. The snow is chucking down (STILL Cornwall!)
This is the fun part. I go to the boot remove wellies, waterproofs, water and trailmix. I sit in the front doing sudoku's and munching cherry bakewells (sheer good luck having them on board
) Several other cars have skidded to random halts around me and apart form the cheesy 4x4's :AR15firin we were all stranded. After a couple of hours I went over to this little peugot where the lass was sitting there with engine off in a denim jacket looking ruddy cold. She had no fuel left, no mobile signal, warm clothes, food or water so I invited her to my car. We sat there for another hour or so with me being all proud and clever for having enough on board to stay the night if necessary.
Then a gritter went past...
Slowly all my fello 'strandee's' got moving. My new friend went back to her little peugot and drove off.
Sadly I was the a**e that had parked on a grass verge in the snow and was now churning mud, snow and grass with my back wheels
PS. My mobile was fully charged enough to phone my parents to come and rescue me in their 4x4
Time to learn to be humble me thinks...