General Chat

We were out driving around sunset this evening, and I discovered another thing that I do ...........

sun coming almost straight at us, low in the sky, both of had pulled down the sun visors ............ but I found I stretched myself up so the visor blocked the sun out of my eyes so that OH could see where he was going :-D

I hope the 'facilities' weren't too far away :-0

How do you think WE felt! :-S

When dad worked in Saudi Arabia, for some reason, he was allowed to drive a 'proper' car, and drove a Ford Galaxy deluxe - which broke down in the middle of the desert :-S

Maggie

"I would also like to point out, that the 'cushions' (if you can call an inch of foam a 'cushion') in the back seat were 'poppered' on.
This meant that, if you clenched your buttocks too hard going around a corner, the poppers 'unpopped' and you ended up in a heap on the floor."

That had me laughing so much I had to cross my legs and hobble to the facilities.

TMI I know :-D :-D :-D

Chris

When I was about 9, my dad bought a Reliant Robin.
He had a motorbike licence, but not a car licence - and at the time you could drive a Reliant with a motorbike licence.

..and yes, we children in the back seat would lean the opposite way to a sharp corner - especially if our rather overweight granny was in the front seat :-S

I would also like to point out, that the 'cushions' (if you can call an inch of foam a 'cushion') in the back seat were 'poppered' on.
This meant that, if you clenched your buttocks too hard going around a corner, the poppers 'unpopped' and you ended up in a heap on the floor. :-0

We travelled from Cornwall to Hampshire in that primrose yellow fibreglass death trap.
Being the youngest, I had a box of fish at my feet, and we (my sister and I - I have no idea where our brothers were - and why they didn't have to suffer this torture)) had a cat on a harness in the back seat,
Cat decided to 'evacuate' both ends, so dad reached for the first aid kit and lobbed '
sal volatile (smelling salts) around the car - oh yes, that obliterated the smell (not)!!

..but we didn't faint! :-D

Sharron, you do make me laugh

Lizxx

I do that too Sylvia if there is a sheer drop near the edge on the passenger side. We have a huge pothole problem with all the cutbacks on road maintenance and I do it when I spot those at the edge of the road the passenger side too. It's as if I'm trying to make the car take a wider berth round them.

I don't drive, never have .............. but I find myself leaning to one side of the other when OH has to drive the car round a big corner, especially on a mountain road.

I don't want the car to fall over the edge, so I try to help!

I don't think he has noticed yet (only 51+ years!) :-D


I also have ridden on a motorbike, so that isn't the cause!

Oh, Ann, your spelling mistake tells such a sad tale. I would not normally comment on a spelling mistake but it is so sad to think of you needing to be glued back together every time your husband slows down a bit.

Umm, I have to admit to questioning the abilities of other drivers, and using 'sign language'.
The 'driver' isn't overly impressed ;-)

I always break when OH brakes (sometimes even before!) and as front seat passenger I often question the abilities of other drivers, especially on the motorway when they are in an ajoining lane and they 'wander'. However I am not aware of breaking when watching TV! :-D

Always used to brake for the driver as a kid, now I just question the ability of the drivers in the other car and sometimes their parentage.... :-)

Sharron, I thought it was only me who has a foot on the brake whilst being a passenger, and I've never driven a car! :-D :-D

:-D :-D,

my dad when watching football used to play for both sides,,,,,and snooker pushed the ball with his head.




I always hold my breath when they show scenes with divers...…. :-D

odd how drawn in people get.

Sharron :-D :-D :-D

Because you were all so impressed by how wonderfully kind and thoughtless I am now going to impress you with how truly helpful I am.

For many years, if I have been a passenger in a car or, indeed, on the bus, I have always assisted the driver if we have to slow down or stop by using my own foot-brake.

The other night, while watching yet another police reality programme, it was pointed out that I was, yet again, blowing to help the man having to take the breathalizer test.