So I set off to do some more bloody Christmas shopping:(
I’ve gone about ½ mile and I get a puncture:mad: great, just bleeding great.
I’m unable to bend so I have to phone the breakdown service to come change my tyre, 2½ hours is the waiting time, so I wait.
Bloke turns up after 2 hours (great joy) tyre is changed and off I go.
After about another mile or so this thundering great truck whizzes past laden with Christmas trees, one blows off…straight into my offside headlamp, breaks off after busting my light and then folds over into my screen smashing it.:mad:
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I am verily pissed off. Another call, this time to screen replacement place, waiting time 2 hours, oh just sodding great.
I’m sat there waiting and a twat shoots a red light and knocks this kid off his bike, kid flies through the air and lands on my bonnet (hood).
Just then the screen guy arrives, followed after about 10 minutes by an ambulance and the cops.
The bloke that shot the light has fucked off without stopping but I got the bastards number.
The kid is taken to hospital, I’m ferried to the cop shop to give my account of what happened and my car,which I only bought from new in March, is carted off to be fixed.
Luckily, as I find out later, the kid is gonna be OK and even more luckier am I.
Why?.
'Cos I’m registered disabled and I got a courtesy car and mine gets fixed up free.
What a bloody day.