The One About the Pregnant Lady on a Mission...

Saturday evening started out just as we'd planned, with me getting showered and dressed up in my pretty dress ready for dinner out with my mum and M for my birthday.  We were going over to our favourite pub called The Crown, so we were going to drive over to Mum's and pick her up then head over to the pub.  As it was we were running late because we had to get petrol, then nip back to the house to pick up something for Mum.

We came off the motorway as normal, spying the bonfire at the pub on the corner of the round about, and were just waiting to turn into the country lane that would take us into Mums little village, when we spotted a queue of cars.  We very nearly took evasive action, but then the traffic in front of us was moving so we turned down the road.  This was a big mistake, we got as far as about three car lengths then stopped.  The pub were hosting a bonfire & firework display evening, but hadn't really sorted out the parking situation.  The people coming to the pub that had spilled out of their car park and decided to park alongside both sides of the country lane, resulting in there only being room for one line of traffic through at once.  The other problem was no-one had left any passing spots.  So basically we were stuck. After a short while M opened his window to see what was going on, and I overheard the guy in the car next to ours trying to go the other way say 'we might as well leave the car here'.  Well I wasn't having that, I was all dressed up for my birthday dinner, and I wasn't going to be cheated out of it.  So I said to M, I'm going to see what's going on (taking my mobile with me).  So off I marched into the darkness to see where exactly the trouble had started.  With it being a country road, there weren't any street lamps at all so I made sure to always walk in the line of any car headlights so that everyone could see me.  As I got further down the road, I came across one lady who was trying to sort out a driveway for people to turn round into go the other day.  So I said I'd go further down to make sure no on-coming traffic tried to get through, and clog the road up all over again.  Even further down the road, cars were doing the sensible thing and turning around, other cars that were still wanting to come through, I had to ask them to pull over to one side to let the on coming traffic pass, the first car was very understanding and realised if he didn't do what I asked he would just get stuck.  The next car who tried to move wouldn't have it, and said 'but I've got to get to Knutsford' well I explained he would only have to wait a short while for the other traffic to come through, but all he did was shout at me.  Luckily he couldn't go anywhere because of the car in front of him keeping to my instructions.  After that the traffic started to come through, and I kept watch for M in our car.  Not so long after he came through and I jumped in.  He said that not long after I left the car, all the traffic had started to move!  I was still really het up and cross about it all, and it took me ages to calm down!!!  Earlier that afternoon, I'd had my pregnancy massage, which was one of birthday pressies, and the masseuse had asked was I going to take it easy that evening!  Well I think that would be a no!!!

Luckily I'd calmed down once we'd got to the pub, and had a really lovely time at dinner.