It was all going so well until the car refused to start. And it was parked in the basement of the shopping centre car park. Anyway, take it from me AAMI road side assist is a crock, and I joined the NRMA on the spot. Richard, the NRMA man, was so patient but said we were going to have to tow it out of the car park. I was nervous of the hair pin bend just past the boom gate but we got there. Even on the street nothing would get it going so nothing for it but a tow truck. Of course, it was raining and I only had 5% battery left on my phone. Sitting in the car with the radio on in the pouring rain reminded me of my car clamp recovery club days in London in the late 80s waiting and waiting for the unclamping truck to come and take the denver boot off which ever smart car I was sitting in (Steven Poliakoff's jag and Saatchi's Aston Martin). The tow truck driver was a giant Islander who effortlesslymoved my car with his little finger to position it on to his truck.