This week I thought I would share some of those interesting moments that you can still remember and makes you laugh. The disasters that happen that at the time seem difficult but that you giggle about even years later. To the point that many of the more happy memories of the time are long lost. It is always good I suppose to look back and laugh.
So what do I mean, well many years ago Adam and I took a holiday to Venice on the Orient Express, we had many amazing meals, saw the sites, travelled in style, everything you would expect of an amazing holiday. What do we remember of that trip? Well firstly the McDonalds and Moët dinner we had on the final night cause we were fooded out. But that wasn’t the disaster. As we were walking around the beautiful city of Venice Adam is shat upon by a bird. Not a small little plop but a massive deposit. As quick as a flash I turned to him and said and I quote. “Shit happens”. I burst in to laughter and hubby just stood there indignant with bird shit on his shoulder.
Another memorable moment was in 2002 when Adam and I went on a road trip to Dijon. Now I say road trip but we were not in the same car. We were taking Amy with us and so we decided that it would be fun to go in a convoy Adam in his Ferrari 550 and me in my Austin Martin DB7. We took turns having Amy in the car with us. Now bear in mind that on the 6th August I had surprised Adam with the news that I was pregnant with our second child I wasn’t completely in control of my emotions. Anyway, it was a fabulous trip and we were on our way home, when I called Adam and said that I was running out of petrol. It will be fine, he said. Kept calling saying that I am quite worried, as we passed petrol station and after petrol station. Now one of the thing you need to know is that the closer you get to the Euro tunnel the less petrol stations you come across. Well, Adam continued to reassure that everything will be fine, we’ll get petrol on the other side. So we get to the terminal, cause we have speedy boarding we are ushered straight through to start boarding the next train. We are coming along the top and about to turn down the ramp to board the train and my car splutters to an embarrassing stop. All the other cars are queueing behind us and Adam, who was ahead, had continued down the ramp and was about to board the train. I got out of my car and burst into tears (I blame the pregnancy). To cut a long story short, a nice man had to take me to the petrol station, you can get to coming off the Euro tunnel, with a can to put enough petrol in my car to get me to the other side. Luckily for Adam, he had the common sense not to get on this train (I would have killed him) and we eventually boarded the next train. Now I know I could have made the decision myself to get petrol, but when you are following your hubby, and he is saying it will be fine and you are pregnant you don’t always make the sensible decisions. We still laugh about it today.
Every time we go to an airport now, I don’t hold on to my boarding pass and if I do hubby always checks I have it. Why I hear you ask? You seem a very sensible and organised person. I’ll tel you why, ONCE there was an incident with my boarding pass. Adam, Amy and I were going on a trip to Canada with some friends of ours. We had just been chilling in the lounge and I had decided to go shopping before we boarded. As usual I decided to buy a new pair of sun glasses, something I do most times I am at an airport. I selected my chosen pair and went to the till and bought the glasses. I returned to our group and walked the quite considerable distant to the gate to the board the plane. Cause we were business class and we had small children we left it as late as possible. As we got to the gate I went to get my boarding pass. I searched my bag, my pockets and realised I didn’t have it. I had handed it over to the lady in the shop and she hadn’t handed it back to me. So calls were made and a very nice airport employee had to go and get my boarding pass and be driven on one of those little cars to our gate. We eventually got on the plane to disapproving looks from the other passengers. We still laugh about it every time we go to the airport. Well I say laugh, I just purse me lips and roll my eyes. On a separate note this was the trip that our youngest daughter was conceived, we should have really called her Toronto.
So to my final story. Yesterday Adam & I drove from work on a long road trip to his mothers in Norfolk. It wasn’t a great trip, it was dark, wet and windy with terrible traffic in London. Anyway with only 30 miles to go at about 9pm, we got cut up by a lorry as we were approaching a roundabout and whilst dealing with this there was an all mighty bang as we hit a pothole which made us both jump and swear. As we drove further it was evident from the noise that something wasn’t right. So at the next roundabout we came off the main road and stopped with hazards on. So we did the usual thing registered the breakdown with AA and sat in the car and waited. Now about 10 minutes later a recover guy turned up, but he hadn’t been sent he was just passing. So he waited to see if he got the job, but we were then told that someone had been sent and they would arrive at 11:25pm. The nice guy helped us get the car off the road into a safer position and we then continued to wait. Now, we had some water and food, but of course what we didn’t have is a toilet and of course I started to realised that I needed the toilet at about 10pm. So what to do, do I hold on or take action. But then what happens if I wait, then the person turns up and I have an accident. I said to Adam I needed the toilet and he picks up the Costa cup and said here you go. Well what was I to do, it was quite quiet but there was regular cars going passed but needs must. So I put on my large coat and I took off my knickers first (so I didn’t get them dirty and so that I wouldn’t get them tied around my legs. Using the car as a level of protection I squatted down and went to the toilet. Now, the cup was only a small so you do have to be careful, but it worked and I felt much better. Adam also had some tissue so I was even able to wipe. I returned to that car, struggled my knickers back on and then sat the remainder of the time waiting to be rescued. So this corner is going to always be know as pee corner and we will giggle about it, though maybe not yet. What did we learn from this event? That the wax covered coffee cups are really useful, though maybe make sure you have a medium or large cup as the small one was not really big enough. They are also useful for any small children who suffer from travel sickness to be sick into, just a free bit of life skills there.
There are probably many more, but it does seem to be the disasters that happen that we remember the most. But remember, it is always good to laugh about them,
Thanks
Lois
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