All the earlier talk about snow reminded me of a time long when i was travelling home along the A12 in my Anglia 105E it must have been 1967, it,s still vivid in my mind it was snowing really snowing driving into the windscreen as i crawled along at snails place , not that many cars on the road in those days just this one set of tyre tracks in front of me which i was trying to follow as i wiped the inside of the steamed up screen .
Just outside a place called Hutton there is a rise in the road up to Brentwood and the car just ran out of traction, so i sat there obviously no wireless to listen to no mobile phones in those days just me it seemed, but in those days we were prepared in the boot a shovel and a blanket , wellie boots and a box of candles with matches , so i cleared the snow around the front of the car and it still would not climb this slope , so i took the rug i bought earlier from inside the car i was taking home to put in the lounge and put it in front of the back wheels got in the car started it up and the tyres gripped and i just kept going eventually getting home just before midnight .
My young wife of just 2 years opened the door and said words i will never forget standing there as i was looking like frosty the snowman complete with red nose, ooo it looks nasty out there, yes my love it is, did you manage to get the rug ok, yes dear, is it in the boot, well it was my dear but it,s somewhere near Hutton on the A12 now.
Just outside a place called Hutton there is a rise in the road up to Brentwood and the car just ran out of traction, so i sat there obviously no wireless to listen to no mobile phones in those days just me it seemed, but in those days we were prepared in the boot a shovel and a blanket , wellie boots and a box of candles with matches , so i cleared the snow around the front of the car and it still would not climb this slope , so i took the rug i bought earlier from inside the car i was taking home to put in the lounge and put it in front of the back wheels got in the car started it up and the tyres gripped and i just kept going eventually getting home just before midnight .
My young wife of just 2 years opened the door and said words i will never forget standing there as i was looking like frosty the snowman complete with red nose, ooo it looks nasty out there, yes my love it is, did you manage to get the rug ok, yes dear, is it in the boot, well it was my dear but it,s somewhere near Hutton on the A12 now.
