The other night at about 11pm I lost control of my car while driving home from work. After sliding on some loose gravel and going through a fence, then down a hill, I ended up on the roof in the middle of a neighbouring paddock...!:
|The next morning after some help to right it|
|Bye bye little car, off to the wreckers!|
After the initial shock, Hubby drove back to the scene in our other car to assess the situation and retrieve some of the contents that I'd left behind, which included groceries and the bin of scraps for the chooks!
Unbelievably I came off relatively unscathed, just a few cuts, knocks and bruises and my back is sore but otherwise hey it's great to be alive! and I'm SO glad I didn't have my wee boy in the back seat...
Best wishes everyone