For many years I had fancied this girl from primary school all the way through Secondary school and over the years we had flirted with each other and never really got together. We left school and went our own separate ways and once I had learnt to drive I would drive around and I saw the girl in question and offered her a lift and we got talking and she told me she had the biggest crush on me but was to scared to admit it so being a vulture I quickly arranged to take her out.
After a pleasant meal out I took her to a field and hid behind some bushes in the car and got on her on the back seats as this storm started raging overhead. A few hours later I awoke to find the car had somehow shifted right into the middle of this field which was on a hill. Somewhat worse for wear I tried to get the car moving but it wasn't having any of it so had to find the farmer that owned the field who wasn't best pleased and charged me £100 for the pleasure of having my car pulled from his field with his tractor.
By now it was getting on for 3AM and the girl in question was doing her pieces as she hadn't told her parents she was going out. Once the car was on the road again the farmer plonked himself on the back seat so I had to take him home as I had to wake my Dad up and ask him for some money which he wasn't best pleased about.
Needless to say after this episode I never dated the girl in question again.
