I've always had difficulty parking my large station waggon in head-on parking spaces.
The driver had to leave the waggon standing, and full of anger and vexation went home.
Then he saw a peasant's waggon coming towards him, and a woman was standing upright in the middle of it, instead of sitting on the bundle of straw which was lying beside her, or walking near the oxen and leading them.
There was one peasant who had three horses, one of which was delivered of a young foal, and it ran away and lay down between two oxen which were in front of the waggon.
Our travellers had to sit all together on a little box at the back of the waggon, but even this, they thought, was better than walking.
" Crack went the egg-shell, as a waggon passed over it.
