Prompted by Paul and Ruth's "spat" with a lorry on a hill got me thinking, we all must have our own towing nightmare story to tell I'll tell you one of mine.
August this year heading for a site in St Ives I took a wrong turn and ended up in St Ives town centre, anyone who has been there will tell you how narrow the streets are and the back streets are like a rabbit warren.
Trying to thread car and van through the busy very narrow streets was a real nightmare and the looks I was getting from pedestrians and drivers would sour milk, at one point I had to unhitch the van to get it around a tight turn causing gridlock in my wake.
The climax of my "detour" culminated in me taking another wrong turn and driving up the steepest narrowest street you've ever seen in your life and finding it was a dead end and having to reverse back down, who said caravanning was relaxing?
Any more for any more?
August this year heading for a site in St Ives I took a wrong turn and ended up in St Ives town centre, anyone who has been there will tell you how narrow the streets are and the back streets are like a rabbit warren.
Trying to thread car and van through the busy very narrow streets was a real nightmare and the looks I was getting from pedestrians and drivers would sour milk, at one point I had to unhitch the van to get it around a tight turn causing gridlock in my wake.
The climax of my "detour" culminated in me taking another wrong turn and driving up the steepest narrowest street you've ever seen in your life and finding it was a dead end and having to reverse back down, who said caravanning was relaxing?
Any more for any more?