Innocent 'summer branch drop'? Or were the trees out to get us? You decide.
Years ago I was out on my pushbike with my youngest, who was about 4, on the kid-seat on the back. It was hot and I was wheeling the bike along a hilly village pavement when Junior pointed out a tree across the road that was moving.

I stopped so we could watch, and we saw a large high-up branch slowly bend downwards and snap off. It fell, catching on other branches on the way down, and seemed to take ages to hit the ground.

We chatted about it for a minute, as you do with little kiddies, before I set off pushing the bike again.

About thirty seconds later, we heard a huge CRASH! and looked around to see what looked like half a bloody tree lying across the pavement and into the road, exactly where we'd stopped. If we'd stayed longer it would've hit us.

But if the first branch hadn't dropped we'd have been well away anyway. Can't help thinking there was a dastardly tree-plot afoot. Or aroot.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 11 Jul 2013, 8:41, 1 reply)

Serves you right for fucking a jackal.

( Dr. Shambolic je suis charlie, Thu 11 Jul 2013, 10:53, closed)