Tuesday 7 February 2012

A Tuesday Tale - Driving Miss Daisy

As a child (due to being what was known as an 'Army brat') I spent three wonderful years living in Singapore. That's where we met Mary, who coerced me into experimenting with trying to put an egg into a bottle. She was, and still is, delightfully dizzy and quite exciteable whilst her husband Ken is a very calm and quiet person - a perfectly matched pair in fact.

Mary and Ken had two young children, and quite an old car:

Perhaps not as old as this one, but not dissimilar.

It was pretty normal practice about half way through a 'tour of duty' in Singapore to head for the Malayan Highlands for a week or so to sort of recharge your batteries - it actually got cool enough in the evenings to need a cardigan and the air seemed so fresh and sweet after the heat and stickiness of Singapore. At that time the Malayan Emergency had almost ended but you were still issued with warnings about the possibility of terrorists on the lonelier parts of the route which wound up into the Highlands.

Mary, Ken and the two kids were well en route for their trip to the Highlands - in fact going up what had been a notorious piece of road. The routine was that cars only went Northwards for a one or two hour time slot, being checked in and then out for safe arrival, before cars could travel Southwards for their one or two hour timeslot. The road was narrow with jungle on one side and sheer drops down the mountain on the other, and everyone embarking on that section of the journey was issued with dire warnings not to stop. It had been a perfect place for terrorist ambushes in the past so the scene was set.

I swear that Mary must have been sitting bolt upright like a meerkat in the front seat of the car beside Ken - waiting for any sign of trouble:)
Yup, you knew something was coming - sure enough there was suddenly a loud bang from beside the car. Being Mary, her life flashed before her as her choices were fight, or flee. Mary chose to flee but no way was she going to come to any harm in the process. No sirree, she immediately slid down into the foot well of the car and rolled into a ball - totally ignoring two young offspring bouncing round in the back seat squealing in excitement at the thought of being in the midst of a mini-war. Ken had stopped the car at the little explosion, much to Mary's horror. From the safety of her refuge in the foot well she managed to extend a hand with which she repeatedly slapped Ken's leg whilst screeching 'Drive on, drive on, we're all going to be killed!!!'.

Ken merely opened the drivers door and walked round the car to the passenger side then opened the front door. Mary unrolled a bit from her hedgehog position to peer at him, hair sticking in all directions and eyes bulging with terror - then screamed at Ken 'Why aren't you driving on?!'.

The quiet and very mild reply from Ken was 'I will drive on dear, just as soon as I change the tyre which just had a blow out'.

I don't think that Mary has ever been allowed to forget her moment of total lack of motherly instinct all those years ago :)



  1. Think I'd have been in the foot well with Mary but my children would be down there with me. How scarey and only funny after the event I'm sure.
    I do love your stories Di.
    A x

  2. Ha ha, I love that story. I think I would have been in that footwell too. Loving your stories Di. Can't wait to hear what other tales you have a tell us. X

  3. Ha ha ha ha bless her! Look after number one huh?....yet another fab story, you really should consider writing it all in a book....this time next year you could be a millionaire!!!! (Delboy styley).....xxxxx

  4. Morning Di, I thought you were telling the story of Jim Tompson ( of Thai silk fame) at first :0) What a lovely story and I certainly don't blame Mary one bit that was probably very scary, I'd have been down in the footwell myself. Lucky you to have lived in Singapore and Mary sounds like a great character, Have a great day xxx

  5. Very scary . . . but you tell it funny. xxx

  6. Afternoon Di, Well l just brought myself a cup of coffee in and sitting comfortable to read your Tuesday tale and its another best seller........lol Brilliant:) Sandra H

  7. Hi there Di,
    Your life has give you many opportunities for great storytelling. Poor Mary. Hee hee.


  8. Oh Di I do love your stories! Aw Poor Mary. I'd have been down there too only my poor little ones would have been crushed beneath me.

  9. I wish I'd have been an 'army brat' seems like an exciting life.
    Maybe you should change the title to 'Tales of the Unexpected' Great story.

    Kath x

  10. Scary or what! One of my unfulfilled wishes was to be posted to Singapore - it sounded a dream of a posting back then, but I was young and thought anywhere overseas was bound to be romantic ... seems it wasn't after all. Great story, Di :) Elizabeth x


Thank you so much if you take the time to comment!

This is a public blog. Those leaving a comment on any post on this blog or entering a piece of artwork into a linky do so in the knowledge that their name and blog link are visible to all who visit this blog and in so doing have published their own personal details and consented to my use of that personal information should they be selected as a winner or to accredit work.