| A year or so later my sister was in labour and needed an to get to the hospital asap. At about 2am in the morning she was bundled into my Robin along with my mum and we sped down the country lanes, avoiding foxes
and rabbits until we reached Burton Hospital. On the way my sister had hot flushes so she opened the window. Suddenly my tax disc was swiped off the windscreen and sucked outside, but I couldn't stop. Later she gave birth to Amy-Louise and I, amazingly, managed to find my tax disc, although rather soggy, the next day. |
