Car Broke Down At West Quay Retail Park
My brother had been down for the weekend from his halls on Friday. Today we had to drive him back to his halls and before we headed off to Central London he decided he needed to go into town and do a little shopping to take back with him.


Taking dads car (Vauxhall Astra), off he went into the shops in town while I was left in the West Quay Retail Car Park trying to find a place to park. It was so busy couldn’t find a parking space for at least 15/20 minutes, and my brother ends up shopping forever, trying to buy decent branded expensive clothes.
I finally got round to finding a parking space and ended up parking and waiting for my brother to come as soon as possible, ended up waiting for over 40 minutes. Since I was sitting in the car people were assuming I was coming out of the parking space, so had to tell everyone “Sorry, no I’m not coming out, just waiting for my brother to get out”. The decent people had the nerve to ask whether I was going or staying in the parking space but there was this one idiot who jus parked his car in front of me waiting for me to get out for like 30 minutes. He didn’t bother asking if I was staying or going, but I would have thought its common sense if I’m not going anywhere within 10 minutes and my car engine is switched off then it’s a little obvious that I am parked and not going anywhere. After 30 minutes were up he decides to go find a parking space elsewhere (good call).
Finally my brother gets back with good old 10 bags of clothes shopping worth at least bloody over £100. The main thing was that he got back after leaving me for 45 minutes to die and rot in the sun.
As soon as he sat in the car another car crept up and asked if we were leaving, I nodded my head thinking finally yeah we’re about to leave. Until the engine decided to fail on me and the car wouldn’t start. How embarrassing!! I tried again to start the engine but it wouldn’t start. So had to tell the car driver that the car isn’t starting sorry we won’t be getting out the space.
Now was panic time, we didn’t know what was wrong with the car. Especially when I, the great genius, left my AA breakdown membership card at home. Luckily dad was home so gave him a ring on the house phone to get to the West Quay Retail Park since his car wouldn’t start.
Once dad reached he tries checking what was wrong, he couldn’t find anything so the next call was AA. Dad bought his AA breakdown membership card with him which I ended up calling. we received a certain time they would be there by which was between 10 – 20 minutes. After my brother hearing 10 - 20 minutes he decided to go into “Boots” and do his remaining shopping while me and dad were left to wait for the AA.
AA reached within 7 minutes. Had a look at the car, opened the bonnet up, fiddled about with some wires, then told us the battery was flat some how. So had to jump start the car again. However didn’t reach to a decision to what caused the battery to go down all of a sudden when the battery was only 18 months old.
My brother come back and asked whether if it was ok to take the car to London later on? The AA advised not to since they didn’t find the cause of the battery dying. He told us to take the small car instead (my car) the Vauxhall Corsa.




