Driving backwards to a dinner date (Rousse)

My mother put the Volvo into reverse, swivelled the driver’s seat to face the back of the car, and drove backwards along the dual carriageway. She disregarded my warnings that she risked crashing into the lorry behind us that was now in front.

Later we met JC, her mother, her sister (normally based in Australia) and her old boss (who was paying) for a meal out in Manchester.

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