I’m doing the lottery this weekend!

! This post hasn't been updated in over a year. A lot can change in a year including my opinion and the amount of naughty words I use. There's a good chance that there's something in what's written below that someone will find objectionable. That's fine, if I tried to please everybody all of the time then I'd be a Lib Dem (remember them?) and I'm certainly not one of those. The point is, I'm not the kind of person to try and alter history in case I said something in the past that someone can use against me in the future but just remember that the person I was then isn't the person I am now nor the person I'll be in a year's time.

Not last night but the night before, two dead men came knocking at my door I was out walking the dog when I was treated to the sight of a couple of chavs in their poxy little hatchbacks racing two-abreast round the perimeter road of the housing estate I live on.  They were still two-abreast as they went over the brow of a hill, completely blind to whatever may have been over the hill … such as a bus at the bus stop – the bus stops I’ve moaned about on here before because they put them opposite each other so they block the road.  There wasn’t a bus there, which was lucky.

Anyway, I didn’t get the reg plate of either car because they were going too fast but they made the mistake of racing back again and I did get one number so I reported it to the police.  While I was on the phone I had a general whinge about people using the road as a race track, in particular the one motorbike that enjoys racing up the road at 6pm every evening pulling wheelies and I commented that it was a miracle nobody had died or been seriously injured there.

Last night, as I arrived home, the air ambulance had just landed round about where I was when the aforementioned chavs had come tearing past.  A kidney donor motorcyclist had come off their bike and obviously done themselves some serious damage.  Sadly, it wasn’t the prick who keeps racing round pulling wheelies.  The air ambulance broke down yesterday after attending that call and as of this morning still wasn’t operational putting lives at risk for the sake of what was, in all likelihood, someone riding his motorbike too fast.

But that’s not all.  Yesterday at work I jokingly commented to a colleague that some people make me want to switch off the servers and go home.  Minutes later I got a call from Mrs Sane to say my daughter had gone missing while they were waiting to fetch one of my sons from his classroom.  I rushed out to help look for her and what happened when I was out?  Yes, the servers went down!  It wasn’t me, I promise.  My daughter was found safe and well hammering on the door having walked home because she couldn’t find her mum or brothers, bless her.  Is it any wonder I’m going grey?

So I’m doing the lottery this weekend and fully expecting to have all 6 numbers and be a multi-millionaire on Saturday night.  Put your charity requests in the comments so I have something to do when I give up work. 😉

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  1. Scaffold (146 comments) says:

    Battle bus for the CEP! 🙂

  2. steadmancinques (34 comments) says:

    Friends of mine in the 2CV club, (Yes, I know, but it’s entirely harmless) were taking part in the recent London-Brighton rally, and were proceeding into Brighton in a convoy of 3 at the statutory 40mph limit, when a group of chavs in a nasty little hatchback came hard up behind No.3, swerved in front and cut him up, but couldn’t pass No.2 owing to oncoming traffic, swerving in and out right on his rear bumper. However, after a minute or two, No.2 noticed the absence of the chavs and No.3, so stopping and phoning was told that the chavs had put it into the ditch, smacking the front end right in and distributing tacky bits of bolt-on plastic along the verge; made the weekend worthwhile…

    More seriously on the subject of the air ambulance, I was told by one of the paramedics that the Kent Air Ambulance was re-fuelling at Battersea, having taken a patient to St Thomas’s, when it was called out to a RTA. However, this was in the hour when all flying in the London area was suspended owing to Bush’s departure from these shores at Heathrow; Air ambulances have a Cat.A priority, ie they take precedence over any other air traffic, but no, American security requirements take precedence over British sovereignty, especially if it’s just some poor sod bleeding to death in the road.

    In fact the total delay was fortunately only five minutes and didn’t affect the outcome, but it could just as easily been at the beginning of the no-fly hour.

    The air ambulance service deserves your lottery win!

  3. KeithS (80 comments) says:

    “putting lives at risk for the sake of what was, in all likelihood, someone riding his motorbike too fast.”

    But you don’t know that do you? Maybe he hit a diesel spill, or was swerved off by ‘the chavs’, or some twat using a mobile whilst driving, or any one of dozens of reasons.

    Let’s stick to the facts, not speculation.

  4. wonkotsane (1133 comments) says:

    The motorbike was in a collision with a car. From where the motorbike ended up I can’t see how it happened. It ended up in a junction on the left hand side of the road as if it was turning right into the juntion and had been hit from the right hand side (very strange way to be hit) or it was on the wrong side of the road and was hit swerving back to the left.

  5. KeithS (80 comments) says:

    As an old-fart motorcyclist myself, I can assure you that the chances of being done-in by some SMIDSY (Sorry mate I didn’t see you) are very high. I *ALWAYS* expect a car to pull out in front of me, not see me, or misjudge our speeds. That’s why I ride with dipped headlamps on at all times.
    Yes, there are an awful lot of idiots on motorbikes doing ridiculous things, but there are even more idiots who can’t, won’t, don’t LOOK.

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