Icy deathtraps for anyone?
Earlier this year, I lived in a shitty maisonette with 5 girls (one of whom was very lovely, and the rest were mental), in Chester. Pretty close by to the university as well, and for those of you in the know, I lived on Parkgate Road, near to the canal. The area itself was not quite a wretched hive of scum and villainy, but it was close to it. Now, this was back in January and February, back when we had that period of snow and general iciness.

Now, due to some sort of crazy quirk or possible general insanity at the planning department, the road was roughly level at times with the first floor (or second floor, depending on where you come from) of most of the houses on one side. Said road also curved around, thus creating some sort of impossible pavement that both inwardly curved and was outwardly bulging at times. This was not a problem 95% of the time as long as you were vaguely sober, and as this was a year after I quit drinking, I was fine. The other 5% happened earlier this year.

However, everyone else was not fine, and had a major problem. The snow and iciness I mentioned earlier caused this Salvador Dali-esque wet-dream of a pavement to turn into a death trap. And due to the council being slightly less efficient than a fart in a paper bag, they didn't grit it until after the ice melted about two weeks later.

Those two weeks were awesome. The dodgy pavement turned every trip down the shops into a massive adventure as everyone tried to avoid slipping over on the ice and either flying into the road or flying back down the icy hill. Meanwhile, I just got out my walking boots and quite happily stomped over the ice, attracting envious glances from anyone else nearby who were trying to avoid sliding to their early grave.

I never once went over on the ice. I felt like the king of the world, and did actually save someone's life as they skidded towards the road before I grabbed their back and hauled backwards. Good times were not had by all, only by me.
(Ghost Atreides enjoying incontestable health benefits on, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 13:10, 2 replies)

I thought
this was going to be a Hollyoaks pisstake going by the introduction... I feel really let down now :0(
(hengushrh is found at the Dole office every second thursday, Thu 17 Dec 2009, 16:04, closed)

The bridge over the river between the train station and town
Was an icy hump of fear when I was in Chester in January last year. Cobblestones and high heels and ice, oh my!
(Mrs Ballunatic counting calories, not votes., Thu 17 Dec 2009, 18:05, closed)