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IHateSprouts tells us they once avoided getting caught up in an IRA bomb attack by missing a train. Tell us how you've dodged the Grim Reaper, or simply avoided a bit of trouble.
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 12:31)
IHateSprouts tells us they once avoided getting caught up in an IRA bomb attack by missing a train. Tell us how you've dodged the Grim Reaper, or simply avoided a bit of trouble.
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 12:31)
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One pearoast slightly soiled.
Driving along with Little Miss No.5 in the car going home from the hell that is her Reception age ballet class...it is dusk and I am pootling along when I see the lights of what is clearly a large tractor trundling along in the other direction, as it nears I ensure that I ease over away from the white line (narrow roads where I live). What I fail to see is the solid steel bar on the tractor trailer that has slipped loose of its mooring and swung into my lane at chest height a fact I am only aware of when my wing mirror vanishes with accompanying crash bang and wallop. Manage to haul on the anchors and turn around to, ahem, 'discuss the incident politely' with the farmer. He has stopped some 100 yards up the road and is standing under streetlights looking whiter than even the most Dazzed of sheets. It is only when I look at the horror laden mess of my car exterior I see why. A foot closer to the centre line and I would have been decapitated almost certainly crashing the car into the granite walls lining the road and taking my daughter to the pearly gates with me. The shock didn't kick in until I got home. I imagine it was as bad for him when he got the £1000+ bill for my wing mirror and bodywork.
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 18:24, 5 replies)
Driving along with Little Miss No.5 in the car going home from the hell that is her Reception age ballet class...it is dusk and I am pootling along when I see the lights of what is clearly a large tractor trundling along in the other direction, as it nears I ensure that I ease over away from the white line (narrow roads where I live). What I fail to see is the solid steel bar on the tractor trailer that has slipped loose of its mooring and swung into my lane at chest height a fact I am only aware of when my wing mirror vanishes with accompanying crash bang and wallop. Manage to haul on the anchors and turn around to, ahem, 'discuss the incident politely' with the farmer. He has stopped some 100 yards up the road and is standing under streetlights looking whiter than even the most Dazzed of sheets. It is only when I look at the horror laden mess of my car exterior I see why. A foot closer to the centre line and I would have been decapitated almost certainly crashing the car into the granite walls lining the road and taking my daughter to the pearly gates with me. The shock didn't kick in until I got home. I imagine it was as bad for him when he got the £1000+ bill for my wing mirror and bodywork.
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 18:24, 5 replies)
Thanks
I find myself involuntarily slowing down when I see tractors now...which is quite a lot!
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 19:52, closed)
I find myself involuntarily slowing down when I see tractors now...which is quite a lot!
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 19:52, closed)
i'm sure he'd rathr pay the bill
than spend the rest of his life blaming himself for the deaths of yourself and your daughter
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 20:06, closed)
than spend the rest of his life blaming himself for the deaths of yourself and your daughter
( , Thu 19 Aug 2010, 20:06, closed)
You've not met ...
...farmers from round this way then, tighter than a cliche !
( , Fri 20 Aug 2010, 8:02, closed)
...farmers from round this way then, tighter than a cliche !
( , Fri 20 Aug 2010, 8:02, closed)
pfff!
only met one farmer, all aran jumper and attitude. still stood his round, though
( , Sun 22 Aug 2010, 0:43, closed)
only met one farmer, all aran jumper and attitude. still stood his round, though
( , Sun 22 Aug 2010, 0:43, closed)
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