Boxing day, we always go over to spend it with my parents and sometimes go out for drinks after with my sisters. We did this tonight, and arranged for a lift home from our nephew on Mr Cinds side of the family.
He rang to say he was outside the bar, we all went to get in the car, I was last, I got one leg in the car and he pulled away really fast, I was dragged down the street on one knee screaming. I have never been so scared in my life.
Thankfully, no real harm done apart from a massive cut and bruised knee, and the driver feeling like crap.