I have been in a severe state of shock since last Thursday.
Having got back from Betty's 'farewell assembly' at her pre-school (emotions already running high), I decided to clean the car out - a rare event it has to be said.
Betty and Dolly were having their dinner with their grandpa who was visiting, and I was outside with Henry (the vacuum cleaner), rigging him up to the extension lead.
All car doors were open, mats were out and shaken, and Henry was happily whirring. I vacuumed the driver's seat, without a hitch, then shoved the nozzle down between the passenger seat and the brake handle to try to get to a rogue Shreddie I had spotted. The next thing I knew the button on the handbrake went 'PING' and my car started rolling away from me. Bloody Henry, whom I have previously referred to as my 'saviour', let the frickin handbrake off. Normally this would not have been so much of a problem as being the neurotic person that I am I ALWAYS leave the car in gear on our slopey driveway. However, just 30 seconds before, I had pushed it into neutral to vacuum out all the crisp/biscuits crumbs inbetween the gear stick.
I dived out of the way, got knocked by the open door, and was pushed into my father-in law's car, then I watched as the car, who also decided to knock into my FIL's car, then went careering off down the driveway and down a steep bank at the bottom and into the ravine (as the recovery man referred to it) at the bottom. I watched in absolute horror, car doors flying clean off as they hit trees on the way down, and my beloved car disappearing out of sight.
In my hysteria, I scrambled down the bank into the bog where it lay, and through a mangled doorway, I began sweeping off the remaining crumbs from the driver's seat.
Thank goodness no one was hurt. A complete freak accident, but a shocking experience all the same. The car is a write-off. I was hysterical. I have been beating myself up about all the 'what ifs?' ever since.
Once I had calmed down (only yesterday) Tom, who has been amazing throughout, commented: 'You've got to laugh, it is all rather slapstick'.
Henry got dragged down the hill with the car, but amazingly he survived and still innocently whirrs away as it nothing has happened. However, as irrational and callous as it may sound, he needs to go.