When i went my daily walk with Mutley yesterday, there was a young women across the road from my house with a Focus standing & looking peed off. She'd gotten stuck in the snow & was waiting for her mum to walk up the road with the shovel. When i got back the Focus was still in the same place & had been so all night.
She arrived again this morning (you your self must have seen the type that haven't a clue how to use something & she was one of those types with a shovel).
She had a couple of chips away at the snow & decided it was too much like hard work, put the shovel in the boot, got in the car & waited for the windows to defrost.
I made my breakfast & when i looked again the car was still there & hadn't moved an inch.
Now the road has a slight incline, but if the dozey mare was reverse down the road to the flat & have a run at it she'd get up without any worries.
I suppose i could be a gentleman & go give her a hand

Nah, women want equal rights so she can dig her own car out
