Tina's Mouse
It
all started quite harmlessly with my deciding to do a routine dump run. So off
to Farnborough dump I go, with Mark following in his van with his garden stuff
he needs to get rid of. I finish off my rubbish and go to close my boot when I
see a large tail disappearing over the back seats. Rat, rat, rat, Mark, Mark,
Mark I cry…Help! Lots of men run over followed by nobody actually doing
anything cause I’d mentioned a rat!
Mark
then decided to find a rag and try to catch the rat with a few burly men
looking on with respect and me trembling like the lady from Tom and Jerry in
the corner….. Anyway the big scary rat was a mouse, but mouse or rat it was
still in my CAR, and nobody could catch the bugger!!! After 35 minutes we gave
up and trousers tucked in my socks and jacket zipped up I drove home moving
every part of my body so the mouse couldn’t bite me, scared out of my
wits.
Got
home, left all doors open and Mark assured me the mouse had got out… This was
Monday……..
Tuesday
drove all day…….
Wednesday…Today….The
WORSE day of my life…….I had a very important presentation in London for 100
clients…drove quite happily into London singing along to my 60’s songs, got
into town, and into Oxford Street, traffic got slower and slower, then it
happened….I felt something run up my work suit leg…took about 3 seconds to
register it was the mouse before the shock hit me and the screams started……All
feet came off the pedals…car stalled….picture the scene……BMW….midday…Oxford
Street, London..Blonde women….exiting car after stalling it in middle
lane….shaking leg…..incoherent…..police man running over…. Japanese tourists
running over taking pictures……police man checking car thinking it’s a
bomb…..mad black man beeping and swearing at mad blonde women in street….mad
blonde women trying to explain to policeman no bomb but a mouse she had from
dump but she thought had gone and boyfriend said had gone but he lied and
hadn’t gone and mouse just ran up her leg and its in her car and please Mr.
policeman get mouse out…beep beep beep from all traffic…and…..click click click
from tourists…….never in my life have I had such a moment when I wish the
ground had opened up and swallowed me………
Police
man tried to get mouse……said he ‘’thought’ he had got it…..blonde women (me)
appeased and moved on……just before I went……tap tap on my window…….I undid
window and the copper said…….’oh love they ain’t never goanna believe this down
at the station, this will keep them going for years
hahahahaha’
Yea
ha-ha NOT……..
Get
home…over drama. Policeman got mouse…awful day but all ok again now…go to shop…
got back to car…lights in car go on, and the bloody little bugger is sitting in
MY seat looking up at me!!!!!
IT’S
STILL IN MY CAR!!!!!! And ive got to go to work tomorrow….so im at home, with
my car outside, all doors open……I am going to kill it
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ONLY
ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! L
Christina
Griffith
all started quite harmlessly with my deciding to do a routine dump run. So off
to Farnborough dump I go, with Mark following in his van with his garden stuff
he needs to get rid of. I finish off my rubbish and go to close my boot when I
see a large tail disappearing over the back seats. Rat, rat, rat, Mark, Mark,
Mark I cry…Help! Lots of men run over followed by nobody actually doing
anything cause I’d mentioned a rat!
Mark
then decided to find a rag and try to catch the rat with a few burly men
looking on with respect and me trembling like the lady from Tom and Jerry in
the corner….. Anyway the big scary rat was a mouse, but mouse or rat it was
still in my CAR, and nobody could catch the bugger!!! After 35 minutes we gave
up and trousers tucked in my socks and jacket zipped up I drove home moving
every part of my body so the mouse couldn’t bite me, scared out of my
wits.
Got
home, left all doors open and Mark assured me the mouse had got out… This was
Monday……..
Tuesday
drove all day…….
Wednesday…Today….The
WORSE day of my life…….I had a very important presentation in London for 100
clients…drove quite happily into London singing along to my 60’s songs, got
into town, and into Oxford Street, traffic got slower and slower, then it
happened….I felt something run up my work suit leg…took about 3 seconds to
register it was the mouse before the shock hit me and the screams started……All
feet came off the pedals…car stalled….picture the scene……BMW….midday…Oxford
Street, London..Blonde women….exiting car after stalling it in middle
lane….shaking leg…..incoherent…..police man running over…. Japanese tourists
running over taking pictures……police man checking car thinking it’s a
bomb…..mad black man beeping and swearing at mad blonde women in street….mad
blonde women trying to explain to policeman no bomb but a mouse she had from
dump but she thought had gone and boyfriend said had gone but he lied and
hadn’t gone and mouse just ran up her leg and its in her car and please Mr.
policeman get mouse out…beep beep beep from all traffic…and…..click click click
from tourists…….never in my life have I had such a moment when I wish the
ground had opened up and swallowed me………
Police
man tried to get mouse……said he ‘’thought’ he had got it…..blonde women (me)
appeased and moved on……just before I went……tap tap on my window…….I undid
window and the copper said…….’oh love they ain’t never goanna believe this down
at the station, this will keep them going for years
hahahahaha’
Yea
ha-ha NOT……..
Get
home…over drama. Policeman got mouse…awful day but all ok again now…go to shop…
got back to car…lights in car go on, and the bloody little bugger is sitting in
MY seat looking up at me!!!!!
IT’S
STILL IN MY CAR!!!!!! And ive got to go to work tomorrow….so im at home, with
my car outside, all doors open……I am going to kill it
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ONLY
ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! L
Christina
Griffith