Unnecessary cargo
When the snow was on the wane but the drive was still slippery, the Valtopina Police kindly brought us (at our request) a sack and a half of grit salt to use as necessary.
Shortly after, our cleaning lady was on her way home and her Ford Focus couldn’t make it up a tricky slope some way from the house. After watching her tail lights go quickly up and slowly down a few times, I phoned her on her mobile and said we were coming to the rescue.
Between us, Clive and I put the sacks of salt and a spade in the car. We’d just got the engine started when she phoned us back to tell us she’d finally managed to make it to the top.
As we’d both nearly ruptured ourselves lifting the sacks in, we decided to leave them there in case they were needed on another occasion.
Today, with the snow reduced to a few white ribbons on high ground, I lifted the tailgate to put the shopping in, and there was all the clobber. I’d forgotten all about it and we’d just given it a free ride to Foligno.

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