I went with my Dad this evening to buy our Christmas tree. While in B&Q Dad decided that he also needed to buy a new fluescent (spelling?!) tube for the kitchen light. We got to the car (mine, therefore a tad on the small side) put the back seats down, laid out a sheet to protect the fabric (!) and placed the pine in the car.
Driving out of the car park, singing along to the tunes, we hear "sssssssss", Dad and I look at each other "sssssss", it carries on. I turn off the radio, thinking that was the cause ........but still "sssssss". Dad leapt out of the car while it was still rolling (I had started to slow down!) and lifted up the boot in complete panic, trying to work out what this "ssssssss" noise could be and where it was coming from.
Panic over, it was the Christmas tree resting on my de-icer (minus a lid 'cos it broke). Now with de-icer soaking into the car and the smell, well, indescribable, panic over, windows down, we prepared to journey home.
Dad shut the boot. Opened the passenger door. Climbed in. Closed the door. SMASH.
The fluresent tube got in the way and went to fluresent tube heaven. Pieces everywhere. My head straight in my hands, trying to hide the hysterical laughter, waiting to see Dad's response!
Reversed back to B&Q, Dad went in, explained what had just happened (he told the truth and everything!)pleaded Christmas blessings and was given a free fluresent tube in place of the one he/we broke.
The Christmas Spirit is alive in B&Q!
1 comment:
....but it wasn't, it was you and your dad, and, to be honest, that's even funnier!!
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