I remembered this when I woke up today or rather Archangel Michael reminded me of this story and to post it up here and I haven't backdated this one, so here it is...
24th October 2009
My first ever full contact rugby game with the girls was finally happening and I offered to drive the mini-bus as i seemed to be the only one old enough to (you need at least 7 years experience)
The mini bus is quite old and a bit dodgy to say the least, but off we set to Stanford le hope all excited and nervous about the game. To be honest I was more worried about getting us there in one piece as the mini-bus seemed a bit flaky, the steering wheel was wonky and random lights kept on flashing on the dashboard.
We made a stop for petrol not far after we had set off and we still had about an hours drive to get the game on time.
So petrol done, and off we set...apart from the mini-bus would not start again. Oh no! I kept on trying again and again then 'click'...uh-oh.
The plastic bit of the key was now just spinning round as it sort of detached itself from the metal bit in the ignition - so it wasn't turning the ignition at all. Arrrrggggghhh....oh is that why there were a set of pliers on the dash board?!! Okay use that to turn the key!!
Nope - not working
Cars were starting to queue up behind us and wondering why we were taking so long to set off it had now been 20 minutes
We all had a go at using the pliers to try and start the mini-bus and we were getting late for the game. We even called up a few people to see if there was another key - but there wasn't. We were stuck.
Nooooo - not on our first game!
As I had my head and hands resting on the steering wheel in despair, I remembered the story I read in the 101 Angels book about roadside assistance and a lady calling on Angels to help her out of a sticky situation when her car got stuck in heavy snowfall then someone turning up to help her. I thought alright then, got nothing to lose by asking, let's see if you can get us out of this! So I called out in my head...'come on then, Angels, please help us out if you are there'...
tap, tap, tap
Huh?
I looked up and it was MC (Michael) one of the rugby girls housemates who was setting off in his car to support us at the game and decided to stop off at the petrol station. 'What's wrong?' he asked and so I explained the problem with the broken key.
So he used the pliers like we all did, and it worked first time for him! Yay! - the mini bus had started! We made sure he was following us all the way to the game - he was the only one that seemed to be able to start the mini-bus!
I could not believe it! We made it to the game just in time and we all had an awesome first game and were on a high. We didn't win - but it was a pretty darn close match!
Now you could say it was a coincidence that MC had turned up when I called out, he just happened to be stopping by anyway
But you should know the drill now...there are no coincidences!
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