"The worst and most evenful journey home from training!"
Right I am going to tell you about my most eventful journey home from training that has had the whole squad in stitches of laughter! Bear with me...
At the very beginning of the season I was travelling on my own to training from my home town in Suffolk as the university term had not yet started. We had all had a particularly hard pre-season training session and I wanted to top this off with a pasta pot from Tesco’s! While I stopped in the car park eating this, I phoned my mum, to tell her that I would be leaving shortly as the weather was not particularly great…. bear with me I am getting there!
So I am going along the A1, in the outside lane and I proceed to see something run out in front of me, and the car bumped just like I had hit a brick wall. So, I phone my Mum, and ask her if I need to stop? As I pulled over onto the hard shoulder, the car starts to smoke and Mum shouts at me to turn the engine off and get out quickly. Looking back on it this makes me laugh, however maybe you had to be there?
So my car is totally bashed and wounded from this “thing” that had run out at me. I called my breakdown cover and waited for them to arrive. In the meantime, I got very scared that I was standing on the hard shoulder in the pitch black on the A1 at 10.15 pm after a very hard training session! Not where I wanted to be. I decided to ring Maggie Jackson our coach, who I knew would be coming past, if she not done so already. The latter was the case, and it turned out I had been sat at Tesco’s for quite a while eating my pasta. Maggie was travelling with Debbie Jones, who turned up to my battered old car in her Audi TT and proceeded to get out her emergency TRIANGLE. Again maybe you needed to be there, but this provided us with extensive hilarity, as Maggie was acting as Debs Mum while she is walking along the hard shoulder to set out her warning triangle. Maggie nearly has kittens as she sees one of her precious squad members completing a dangerous act. Maggie then insists that the three of us stand the other side of the barrier, towards the field, so that we would be “safe!” The next thing that happens is that Debbie does not know if the famous TRIANGLE is even turned around the right way!
Anyway to cut a very long story short, I was stuck on the A1 until 2am with the breakdown recovery man who fell asleep, while I was in the truck with him waiting for a tow truck to arrive. And, oh yes, he started to snore! GREAT! The worst and most eventful journey home ever! That fox cased me £200 worth of damage, and a lot of playful comments at training.
A classic case of wrong place, wrong time.
Hopefully this will not reflect the court play in the season!