My Father had borrowed a Farmers Landrover to clear up some mess in a field we had been camping in.
When finished he asked me to return it down the Farm track....(app 500mtrs) and park it in the open pillard Barn shelter.
yep no problem, off i go, just lining the thing up to enter the Barn and to my total shock a cat came from the back seats, obviouly had been there all the time we were in possession of the Landy, jumped at me trying to exit through the Drivers window, i totally S**t myself and some how ended up with one of the centre beams of the Barn knocked out about 30cm, with the roof sagging badly...... Your still naive at 15 arn't you...you just don't know it.
Some sort of Haib was draftered in from another Farm, least to say i wasn't boy wounder that day il tell you..
