Accident Etiquette

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I forgot to charge the battery of my electric bike last night.  This resulted in an accident on the way to school this morning as I was riding up a very steep hill.   As I compensated for the lack of battery power by shifting down gears, the bike slowed down so much, it tipped over!

This hurt me physically but that was nothing compared to the emotional hurt I was about to experience as I laid there on the side of the road.

First, a car went by me.  It slowed down to avoid me but didn’t stop.  I didn’t think too much of it as it is a narrow road and I reasoned that may be there wasn’t enough room for the car to pull over which explained why they kept going.

But then a number of people, all by themselves, walked by me too.

I thought this very strange and not a little bit hurtful!  Did they think that I was casually taking a rest on the side of the road with a heavy bike on top of me?  Did they think this was normal?

Were they worried that if they asked me if I needed help that I wouldn’t understand the Japanese?  This is definitely not the case.  My Japanese may consist solely of sushi ordering vocab and taxi instructions but lying there, prostrate, bleeding and in not an insignificant amount of pain, you could of asked me in Swahili if I was ok and it would have been clear to me.  You could have used one of the rarer Inuit languages to ask if I needed help and I would have understood you like it was my mother tongue!

Come on people!  When you stumble across a woman on her arse under a bike, help her up.  The bike is heavy and her day has not begun the way she planned.  Don’t ignore her and make it worse.  Lift the bike off her!

Image Credit
Shared on Flickr by Jhane (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)

A Weekend Away Whilst Away

Day three – Still London

Elaine and I made some goals for the holidays for our weight loss program. She’s been doing really well and is hoping to lose a few more pounds while she’s away. My goal was to not gain, exercise every day and track my food in MyFitnessPal.

Day three and I’ve already lost the will to track all my meals. The food is too good at Kim and Vicky’s and Friday’s dinner of lamb, roast veggies and salad washed down with a sparkling red was two helpings worth of delicious.  

Day four – Milton Keynes

I caught up with Simone, Chris and Ella and Simone’s parents for some sober karaoke. That’s right people, we were all stone cold sober. Now that I know how I sound, I won’t be attempting sober karaoke again. For full enjoyment, myself and the audience need to be a little bit numb.

 

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Day five – Back to London

Before heading back to London, we visited the fascinating Bletchley Park.  Conversation moved to reminiscing about our time in New Zealand where Simone and I lived in a shared house in Wellington.  Somehow we got talking about New Zealand accents and I mentioned this ‘advert’ from New Zealand.

Apparently we were talking too loud because one of the workers came up to us and said he knew exactly what we were talking about!