When I figure out what part of my anatomy is doing it, I'll let you know. Might even post a picture. :lol:
It seems to happen mostly when I'm using the car for work. Our allocated parking spaces are small and cars are parked either side. I can't open the door much so have to slide in and out clutching a handbag and laptop (before anyone says I could put them in the boot, I know, but I'm a woman who needs items from handbag when driving - hairbrush, lipstick, mascara, designer sunglasses and, of course, a packet of Galaxy Counters). :eusa-whistle:
It's one of those things you could try to emulate a 1000 times but wouldn't be able to do it. When I actually choose to turn the seat on or off, do you think I can find the dial? Nah! End up driving along groping wildy for it or looking down, taking my eyes off the road. "Sorry officer, but my bum was getting hot."