I got stuck in the snoo-snoo for an HOUR this morning, really near home.
I felt like abandoning my car, but didn't.
I threw a tantrum, that helped lots.
I cried, that helped lots too - NOT.
Some pedestrians actually crossed the road rather than help me ... that just made me despair of human beings as a species.
After an hour, a man in a bobble-hat and a kind smile pulled over in his Mini, and then a builder's van pulled over too. They shovelled around my wheels. They actually drove the car onto "good road", and then gave me a hug.
I got to work late, but I'm here.
I fucking hate snoo-snoo.