Then disaster! As David decided to experiment with jungle music, I decided to drive my car forward a little more. All was going well until I beached the car, leaving the wheels spinning in the air. Despite some frantic shovelling, the car was going nowhere. At 6.45pm, three hours after starting and completely exhausted, I gave up for the night and headed to The Circle K to buy an ice cream to cheer myself up. And so the saga continues...