How awful for you. Shall I ask Growler to come and rescue you? 
Came mighty close to being in the need of rescuing meself this avvy.
On me way up a
secret little known to the public back road to 'me'ill', I came across a pair of tosser joggers.
Being the polite kind and considerate beast I am, I moved over for them, into what i thought was just a bit of slightly deeper snow at the side of the single track road.
Ferkin monster snowdrift over a monster ditch was what it really was.
The car slewd sideways, and even in low ratio 4WD, the beast carried on sliding sideways deeper and deeper.
3 sprogs ejected and shovelling commenced to clear a backwards path. Fortunately no one else was around to witness this very embarrasing moment.
Digging finished after 10 minutes, and she popped out backwards like a cork out of a bottle of best
'Brut'. 
Carried on up to 'me ill', parked up in a totally deserted snowdrifted car park
, the gerls departed for sledging whilst myself and young Growler jnr. trudged and slithered off in a vertical and extremely snowy direction. The place is transformed and most most most beautiful presently with the deepest of fluffy snow I've ever seen anywhere.
I feel another Sherpa Tenzing expo. coming on again tomorrpw before the next wave of the white stuff arrives on Monday apparently.
Days like these it IS actually great to be alive.
