He thought 'let's start the weekend with a visit to the pub'. He headed off to the local pub three streets down the road to have a drink with friends. To have many a drink with friends. He was having fun but started to feel a bit tired in the wee hours of the morning. So he decided to call the night a night and staggered off to his car to drive the three streets back home. By 5:50 AM he was two streets along the way when his weekend collided with ours.
We thought 'let's start the weekend by a good nights sleep as the gardener will be in tomorrow early to trim some overgrown hedges'. We remembered to park the car in front of the house so that he could get his material safely into place.
By 5:50 AM I was awakened by a sound of such proportions that I thought my neighbors house was collapsing. I ran over to the skylight only the see a car somewhat upside down in the street in front of our house.
His night of fun just ended in being trapped inside a car...
So there we were, in the dark and freezing cold calling for an ambulance and the police, rescuing the guy out of the wreck - an act of heroism that's been featuring on the husband's secret I'd-like-to-that-some-day-list -. By the time it was 6 AM everything felt rather surreal. As far miracles go, the guy was virtually unharmed. Drunken and shaken and crying and worrying all over the place but physically well. His car was doing less fine. And then it dawned on us that ours wasn't in spectacular condition either. No, we did not park it so tightly between that tree and the stone garden wall of the neighbors. And no, that front wheel shouldn't be bent underneath the hood.
Turns out that the guy most likely fell asleep and was most likely speeding when he went of the road hitting our car -parked in the opposite direction - on the passenger side. The impact forced our car, and a car on a hand brake is a rather solid mass, an entire car length backwards so it ended up in front of the neighbors' house. The impact was so great that it sent the other car flying over to their drive way.
We were lucky that on general we are nowhere to be found around our car at 5:50 AM. He was lucky to have had the reflex of putting his seatbelt on.
We were just stuck with a whole morning sorting out police statements, tow trucks, replacements cars and the joys of administrations galore.
Hope you weekend so far has been much more boring!