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. 😉