On drugs...
First came across dope/weed in my late teens, not long before leaving for uni. Party in the sticks, with six of us crammed into a mate's Austin Allegro. Two in front, three on back seat, with one small girl (later to front a pop band that had a couple of decent hits) lying across the laps of the back seat passengers. Much fun had, couple of tokes on a communal spliff being passed around. Ted, the Allegro driver, was being quite responsible on the beer front (i.e. nursing a single bottle all night so he was sober enough to drive safely) but, for some reason, thought that a spliff or two wouldn't affect him. On the drive home, the right-angle bend we'd negotiated safely on the way there simply ceased to exist for Ted, so he just kept going in a straight line, through the hedge and for about 50 yards into the ploughed field beyond.

Popgirl, lying across the back, lurched forward, hitting her head on the back of mine (and giving her a nice bruise) as I was in the front passenger seat. We all got out, giggling away, completely anaesthetised by booze and dope from the brush with death we'd all just had. Even Popgirl thought it was funny, at least until the next morning. The Allegro was barely scratched (it's tank-like handling was usually a reason to take the piss, but it had probably saved lives that night), so we helped Ted get it back to the road, piled back in, and he drove us all home (rather gingerly).
( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 16:35, 2 replies)

i have to ask
was it the bovingdon dip?
(pounana Slept well, and dreamed of large women, on, Thu 16 Sep 2010, 18:30, closed)

Nope
Near Penhow in Monmouthshire.
( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 14:15, closed)