Its not slurry. It's a combination of slimy Essex clay and decades of horse byproduct.
Drove out to Roxwell to take the doggies for their walkies. Parked where i usually do at the edge of a field. Got back to the car only to realize that the ground was saturated and i was unable to reverse out up the slight incline. So my only way was forward, along the edge of the field, which has a 5 yard wide horse track for the local nags to canter along.
Careful application of 2nd (and 3rd) plus reverse gear got me moving, slip sliding along to where i knew there were exits out to the road, except they ware all upslopes! So i had to keep slithering along, trying exit after exit, until i was about 300 yards along from where i started.
I was coming up to a section where i knew it sloped down to the road, so i decided that was the best way out.
However... i then realized i was in a set of 'tramlines'. Tyre tracks that have been made by previous farmer type vehicles. Not deep, only a couple of inches. In my 'other' cars the tramlines would barely have registered, but in the Volvo, with its teeny tiny road tyres i was stuffed. So i continued to be forced forward, helplessly watching the tarmac 5 feet away slide by my window, until reached a point where the tramlines reduced to about an inch at i was able to turn toward the road.
I got to within about 2 feet before the car finally said enough and despite my best efforts my journey was over.
Fortunately, right then a couple of local blokes pulled up and gave me a gentle shove (while i was in the car, obviously!) and i was finally free!
Got back home, pulled out the pressure washer from the garage, hooked it up and it fired up. Then died. Nothing. Had it 10 years, and that evening was the evening it decided to keel over.
Had to rinse all the cr*p (literally) off the car with a regular hose with a spray nozzle.
Oh, and i lost my last remaining pair of reading glasses, somewhere along the 3 miles i'd traipsed with the dogs, in the dark. Until found the dogs were sitting on them, in the boot....
You gotta laugh.
