I was driving out of the city last week and I read a roadside sign - "Emergency Shopping Area".
Oh, wait! It doesn't say "Emergency Shopping Area". It's "Emergency Stopping Area". Blame my stupid eyesight -
But, hey, wouldn't it be great to have a real emergency shopping area in a lay-by off the motorway? I could be on my way to, say, a job interview and I suddenly wish I wasn't wearing my grey trousers (the ones with the huge pink polka dots on them).
But I'm approaching the "Emergency Shopping" sign. With a squeal of brakes, I turn in to buy some lovely black trousers. Phew, saved.....