My Saviour
Labour leader Ed Miliband recently dashed into the middle of a road to save a fallen cyclist. Who has come to your rescue? Have you ever been the rescuer?
( , Thu 9 May 2013, 13:29)
Labour leader Ed Miliband recently dashed into the middle of a road to save a fallen cyclist. Who has come to your rescue? Have you ever been the rescuer?
( , Thu 9 May 2013, 13:29)
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Obnoxious Teenagers
A friend came to visit when I lived in Tucson, Arizona, and we decided to go hiking in the nearby Santa Catalina Mountains. We clambered up Sabino Canyon and after much hot hiking ended up at a pool in a steep side canyon. The place was spectacularly pleasant, except for a group of about eight teenagers lurking at the shore, playing thrash metal on a boom box at earsplitting volumes that echoed throughout the canyon. Still, the water looked inviting, so we climbed in.
After awhile, I tired paddling around, so I tried to leave the pool. I could not. The walls of the pool were steep, rocky, and polished-smooth, offering only one beach, over by the teenagers. There was skill involved in making the exit. One had to swim quickly towards the shore and beach upon it like a whale, because it was underlain by a rock overgrown with algae that didn't permit standing or wading near the shore. The teenagers could do this with ease. I couldn't get footing on the rock, and couldn't gain enough speed to beach myself on the shore, since I really didn't swim - ineffective paddling was my forte. I abruptly realized I was trapped. Approaching exhaustion, I tried waving at my friend, but he just waved back. I started the unpleasant but inexorable process of drowning.
Just then, one of the teenagers noticed. He and a friend came into the pool, took my arms, and dragged me onto the shore.
But the teenagers still wouldn't turn down the volume on the boom box, so as soon as I caught my breath, my friend and I hiked back.
( , Fri 10 May 2013, 19:49, 6 replies)
A friend came to visit when I lived in Tucson, Arizona, and we decided to go hiking in the nearby Santa Catalina Mountains. We clambered up Sabino Canyon and after much hot hiking ended up at a pool in a steep side canyon. The place was spectacularly pleasant, except for a group of about eight teenagers lurking at the shore, playing thrash metal on a boom box at earsplitting volumes that echoed throughout the canyon. Still, the water looked inviting, so we climbed in.
After awhile, I tired paddling around, so I tried to leave the pool. I could not. The walls of the pool were steep, rocky, and polished-smooth, offering only one beach, over by the teenagers. There was skill involved in making the exit. One had to swim quickly towards the shore and beach upon it like a whale, because it was underlain by a rock overgrown with algae that didn't permit standing or wading near the shore. The teenagers could do this with ease. I couldn't get footing on the rock, and couldn't gain enough speed to beach myself on the shore, since I really didn't swim - ineffective paddling was my forte. I abruptly realized I was trapped. Approaching exhaustion, I tried waving at my friend, but he just waved back. I started the unpleasant but inexorable process of drowning.
Just then, one of the teenagers noticed. He and a friend came into the pool, took my arms, and dragged me onto the shore.
But the teenagers still wouldn't turn down the volume on the boom box, so as soon as I caught my breath, my friend and I hiked back.
( , Fri 10 May 2013, 19:49, 6 replies)
"We clambered up Sabino Canyon and after much hot hiking ended up at a pool in a steep side canyon."
That's a euphemism, right?
( , Sat 11 May 2013, 10:58, closed)
That's a euphemism, right?
( , Sat 11 May 2013, 10:58, closed)
you were unfit to survive the situation you'd got yourself into
and they saved you? Darwin would be disgusted.
( , Sat 11 May 2013, 13:59, closed)
and they saved you? Darwin would be disgusted.
( , Sat 11 May 2013, 13:59, closed)
I did something similar when I was on a school visit to Italy.
Wandered down to the water's edge, slipped and fell in, discovered that the cobbled slope that made up the shore of the lake offered absolutely no purchase. No danger of drowning, but I was forced to endure the jeers of my friends as they watched me scrabbling at the sides, before they decided that I'd suffered enough and pulled me out.
( , Sat 11 May 2013, 20:31, closed)
Wandered down to the water's edge, slipped and fell in, discovered that the cobbled slope that made up the shore of the lake offered absolutely no purchase. No danger of drowning, but I was forced to endure the jeers of my friends as they watched me scrabbling at the sides, before they decided that I'd suffered enough and pulled me out.
( , Sat 11 May 2013, 20:31, closed)
So they saved your life and your first thought was to complain about the music...
... but you were too puffed from tutting from afar and almost drowning.Had or did you ask them to turn the music down, or did you expect the obnoxious buggers to be telepathic?
( , Tue 14 May 2013, 7:07, closed)
... but you were too puffed from tutting from afar and almost drowning.Had or did you ask them to turn the music down, or did you expect the obnoxious buggers to be telepathic?
( , Tue 14 May 2013, 7:07, closed)
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