Yesterday I went on the Mighty Midget to my favourite bakery in order to buy a pasty for my tea. I had to wait in the queue behind a very indecisive old bloke who took ages to make his selection. When I left I headed off down the country lane that takes me home and has a sharp right-left uphill s bend after about 200 yards. As I approached the right hander a car came hurtling down the hill totally out of control and with brakes locked up, shot across in front of me and barely avoided going into the field at the bottom of the hill. Young lad, completely misjudged the speed he was trying to take the bend at. He drove off at some speed when he had regained control.
Had the old boy in front of me paid quicker I would have been a bit further along that road right in a position to be wiped up by that car!
Fate? God? Who knows, but it clearly wasn't my day to check out.
Spartacus
