Fuel for thought

So I've spent the weekend at the wonderful 3generate youth conference in lychfield Nine young people, and four adults headed down on the Friday and came home on the Sunday afternoon in a mini bus and one car. (mine!)

I'm not the worlds best confident driver but I like to try and get better, the thing is I don't like driving places I don't know, but I'm learning.

This weekend not only did my sat nav send me round in circles (round places I did know!) for a hour! but I had another of my 'fuel' encounters. More of that later!

This was 3 gen last year. We only took five young people, and I earned the nickname 'Nana Trish' (if you ask i'll tell the story!) But this year taking nine was brilliant! Vicky and I after dropping off the two young people I was taking, headed off to a lovely premier inn for the Workers event. (the other two adults went to a B and B) It was really good and brilliant to find more people in the same position we were in. It was nice to be away from my home situation too.

So for my fuel story!

Call me lazy, call me lucky! But my car is very good for diesel and mileage, and I don't have to fill it up that often as (lucky me!) my dad does it as I drive him a lot of places.

So I must have filled my car up only a handful of times... Maybe just over???

So the first time i filled up my car i got 'bing bonged' meaning the guy on the till had to tell me off using the tannoy system...

I wasn't aware that the pump had to be authorised and then set to Zero AFTER the patron put the pump into the car.... oppps!
'Would pump number eleven please put the pump in her car!' (in tannoy speak! please repeat with your thump and forefinger pinching your nose!)

Mistake number one!
Mistake number two??

okay so hello supermarket petrol station!

One, make sure I've picked up the Diesel pump, check!
Two, don't wave the pump in the air just put it right in the car... Check!
... why isn't it going???
*Que tannoy person!*
'Would pump number eleven please select payment method!?*
What?! oh... click pay at kiosk of pay with card... Check!
turn bright red from people staring at you and bite bottom lip in embarrassment... check!

Mistake number three!Okay so maybe not a mistake but maybe sort of my fault.... ermmm...

RIGHT! get to none supermarket petrol station! (no pesky pay at kiosk buttons to push!)
two open petrol cap....
two open petrol cap....
Two.. open...
Why won't it open!!!!
Okay let me talk you through what i did when i got out of the car.
one get out and lock the car two try to open the petrol cap can't...So then i decided to try and unlock the car!
... it still wouldn't open.....
So I glanced round and saw a nice respectable looking guy getting out to fill his car up.
swallowing the redness in my face I started to say 'excuse me?' but he'd already gone into the shop... :(
when he came back!
'Excuse me? I can't get my petrol cap open...'
Luckily this man came equipped with a tool kit and got my cap open leaving me still mortified but at least I could fill up my car and I wasn't 'Bing bonged'


So! happy filling up your car! And If you meet any Methodists (or 3geners!) say hello were all lovely! :)


God bless you.

XxX