HOOOT
During the Big Freeze my sister (23) set off in her Ford Fiesta to see her friend who lived on the next hill. She'd only got a few metres from where she'd parked before she got stuck in the snow, so she phoned home for rescue. Mothership and Boy set off, and I stayed in to man the kettle (v. important job). The landline phone rang and I answered, the call appeared to be coming from my sister's pocket.
I heard the following:
"HOOT HOOTHOOT HOOOT WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? I had no idea who you were, Mum! I thought you weren't going to stop!!"
"I'm coming to tow you out!"
"All I could see were some headlights coming straight towards me!"
"I couldn't hear you in the Land Rover, you know how noisy the engine is"
*indignant squabbling*
A third voice turns up, it's my brother, Boy, who's gritting the road with a barrowful of grit
"Matthew, COME OUT OF THE WAY"
"I'm just having a look..."
"GET OUT OF THE WAY! Muuuum! He won't listen!"
"Oh hello Jessie! Good dog. Do you want a biscuit? Good doggie"
Dad and Jess the dog have turned up to investigate. I cannot breathe because I am laughing so hard.
"First"
"Reverse?"
"No, FIRST"
*more bickering, squabbling, shouting*

Car is abandoned in road.

They eventually come through the door. I cannot talk, all I can do is point to the phone and say "pocket....Charlotte's phone..." and concentrate on trying to breathe.
Fun times.
( Peapod Has returned to the fold on, Mon 26 Apr 2010, 14:43, Reply)