Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Reversal of fortune...

I spend enough time on here wittering about the quality of driving I see most mornings so I guess it's only fair that I fess up to this morning's little mishap.

It was a typical journey into work; the only real exception being a Nissan Micra or similar which despite sitting in the fast lane of the M180 facing the wrong way, didn't appear to contain anyone unduly hurt.

So into work and as I reversed into my usual spot I suddenly felt an unusual clunk followed by another one in my head when I realised I'd managed to reverse off the edge of a ground level car park. No, I didn't think it was possible either, but there you go, sometimes you have to stretch the bounds of possibility.

Despite several attempts of screaming engine and squealing tyres, the only thing I achieved was a nice dent in the rear bumper as I repeatedly failed to stop the car rolling back after it had stalled whilst trying to climb the deep, near vertical kerb and hitting a concrete fence post. I resisted the urge to re-enact the famous Basil Fawlty scene and eventually went cap in hand to one of my colleagues who offered to tow me back up.

Perhaps everyone will have forgotten when I get back on Thursday, but then again, perhaps they won't...

3 comments:

Steph said...

Ah, this reminds me of when you bounced your (or was it your Dad's?) car off the central reservation!!

Steph

delcatto said...

I am so glad I am not the only one who has 'little bumps' when parking.
Mind you, one of my work colleagues spun off the road on some black ice and killed a garden full of gnomes. There is a warrant out for his arrest for gnomicide.

Seany said...

Yes Steph, that was my old Escort and I doubt I'll ever forget it either. It's not every day that you get so close to wiping out your family!