I had been hoping - working alone again - for a quiet shift, feet-up on station, watching late night OUTV ...

‘Beep, beep, beep’

Call dispatcher at 0030hrs – “We’ve got an RTA for you, rollover, four persons trapped”.

(Nearest back-up 25 miles of B road away)

Bang went that plan.

And … One wash load, one dryer load, one dishwasher empty, one bin empty, a work surface wipe, a trip to take kids to school/childminder, and a dog’s breakfast and bedding change later …

Did I say no housework?

Who was I trying to fool?