Just finished the last job for the day right, wanted to treat meself to a big lunch on the way home since it’s been a while since I’ve had a minute spare like. Parked her up where I could, popped into the pie shop and got me couples cakes and other stuff I shouldn’t be eating according to the diet me mrs is forcing (which me and my belly arent a fan of)
All’s well
Sat there in me van, stuffing me face, watching rain start coming down heavy. Laughing at the poor buggers getting wet
There weren’t any spaces on car park so I parked on the grass beside it, all 4 wheels off-road over the curb. Didn’t think much of it like.
Bet yous can see were this is going
Stick her in first, and as I’m patting me big fat belly I realise she’s not moving an inch when I’m accelerating. Double check I’m definitely in gear and try again - same sh*t. Didn’t know at the time she’d sunk into the wet grass so I gave her more revs - going nowhere fast, wheels spinning helplessly, just growling in the mud.
It was like clay under me tires when I stuck me arm out and had a look, proper thick. I give her a few more bursts but she couldn’t get a grip, either backwards or forwards. Trapped.
She ain’t the best in snow or ice and stuff (many times I’ve had to cancel work ‘cos I can’t get off me drive) but I thought she’d be better than this on a bit of grass.
Me tires just churned the grass and I was burying meself trying to rock her out with me foot down. Eventually my wife rang and asked where I was, which was when I was caught red handed
needless to say after some lads very kindly gave me a push, I was having salad for tea for a week…