My girlfriend rolling uphill
When I lived in Ilford my girlfriend, who was at Dance College in Weybridge, would come over to stay. She had a three wheeler which was made of fibre-glass and a motorbike engine.
One time she set off and got lost in the London traffic. It was getting a bit fraught and she was getting in a bit of a state.
She found herself stuck in a queue on a steep hill trying to figure where she needed to turn to get to Ilford. Unfortunately she hadn’t applied the hand-brake too well and while she was studying the map the car went back and hit the car behind.
It was only a minor bump with no damage done but as she made no attempt to get out of the car the guy behind got out and peered in.
She tried to ignore him as he tapped on her window. Eventually she wound the window down.
‘I think you have just rolled back into me,’ he stated.
She looked back innocently at him and said ‘I think you probably rolled forward into me.’
He stood for a moment befuddled, looking back at the steep hill and the car. Then he shrugged and went back to his car.
When she finally arrived and related it to me I could not stop laughing.