Jeepers, I'm sure it was sabotage

You will have read, by now, how superior my Volvo is to a Jeep when it comes to carrying large trestle tables. Well I don't think Jeep owners like to hear this. A funny thing happened to me on the way up to the school on Saturday afternoon and it goes like this...

Friend JD (not to be confused with Friend JA, Jeep owner) and I were transporting HIGHLY fragile silent auction items up to the school to set up prior to our trivia night last Saturday. Lovely clear afternoon, not a cloud in the sky. Prior to setting out I ensured the load was secure then drove off.

Half way to the school, up a steep section of road, we heard a very gentle "thunk" followed by the sound of plastic wheels on bitumen. Silence...looked at each other...looked out the back window. Window wasn't there, tailgate was UP, plastic container on wheels was travelling, at speed, down the hill. Most excellent state of events.

Now we don't like to point the finger, however clearly the Volvo or its owner could not be at fault, which leaves only one vehicle and owner with motive.... Yes, well I think you know who I mean.

Luckily, we recovered the container and found that the highly fragile jewellery and hand-crafted lamps were still okay. We slammed the tailgate shut, checked it again, and continued on our way making beady eyes at every Jeep we passed.

Volvo - 1 Jeep - 0

It is with the trepidation of knowing that my in-laws have a Jeep that I report the following adventure today:

I am part of a small organising team for a trivia night being held at Kelpie and Padawan Learner's school this Saturday. As part of this we needed to borrow 10 trestle tables from a neighbouring school deep in LNSM territory.

"I have a Jeep" announced fellow helper JA "It'll fit all those tables in EASILY".

Once we had decided on the right outfit to wear, ponytails at regulation height, JA and I drove off to collect said tables. But, oh dear, the tables didn't fit. Not by at least 2 inches. Not even after JA snapped off a nail trying to get them in.

"Why don't we try the Volvo" I suggested

And, guess what? They DID, with 2 inches to spare. Victory to the Volvo stationwagon!

Trouble is, now I have to take them back on Monday...