Spare wheel down a roadside bank

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In 1985 I was taking my parents from Bishop's Waltham in Hampshire to Stalbridge in Dorset in my Renault 4. Before we set off I removed the punctured spare wheel from the back of my car. My father's rule was "Never go anywhere without a spare". If he had known he wouldn't have come. On a stretch of country road at Corfe Mullen the inevitable happened and I got a puncture. On the opposite side of the road to where we had stopped was a tea caravan. My father and I stood in the queue so as to ask where the nearest 'phone box was situated so that I could contact the AA. My father was fuming with me. Whilst standing there I glanced down the bank to the field below. I noticed some old car wheels. I looked closer and I discerned a tyre and wheel with only 3 stud holes for affixing. It was a Renault wheel. I felt the worn tyre. It was inflated! I dragged the wheel up to the car and it was precisely the right wheel!!
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Date submitted:Mon, 23 Jan 2012 15:53:44 +0000Coincidence ID:5734