When the car hit this invisible ice-rink of dung I felt calm. 'Highly illogical: I am steering left but the car is moving to the right'. Alas, I was not calm enough to do what I should have done - start steering the way the car was going. Next I am calmly watching trees and bushes heading towards me, and the brakes don't seem to be working.
Radiohead have a song - 'Airbag' - about walking out of a wrecked car. 'In an interstellar burst, I'm back to save the Universe'. However, I felt nothing like that at all. I just got out the car and me and Sam hugged each other in silence for some time.
Phoned H and my ex, the latter was nearest so he came to pick us up. From his house I phoned a garage that hoiked the car out of the ditch, and carried it home for me. Tomorrow - phoning insurance I suppose. brrr.