Jogger's Fall
Very unfortunately my mum's car once broke down on a side road. Luckily my dad drove out his car with a tow-rope and attached it all up just to get out of the way really. He went back to his car to start it. Looking out of the window I saw a jogger pumping along. You know the type- pompous, chest puffed out, more concerned with people looking at him than technique. He headed between the gap of our cars, and the look of pure sheer shock on his face as he tripped over the tow-rope was a joy to behold. He stood and began hopping as he'd banged one leg up (he wasn't hurt badly) and shouting. I popped out of the car to apologise to him (I was about ten) since my mother was convulsed in helpless laughter as she crouched over the wheel.
( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Fri 22 Jan 2010, 2:08, Reply)