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I'm still alive (despite someone's best efforts)

10:13, 10 April 2007 .. Link

Hello. Long weekend just came to an end. We had a nice one, played a bit of poker, did a bit of cleaning, drinking, socialising etc. But no smoking. Which is good.

So yesterday, we spent the first half of the day doing very little - watching crap telly and reading mainly. In the afternoon, hubby suggested we go for a drive out to near where our new house is situated, to go for a walk and get a bit of fresh air and some views of rolling hills and green fields and stuff. Lovely, I said. Let's do that. So we did.

We had a lovely walk, enjoying the peace and quiet and the lovely weather, chatting about how little Odd Job would like to be taken for his walkies in that particular spot, and generally feeling all happy and chirpy. On the way back, we found that we had almost worked up a sweat, and an ice cream van was conveniently parked at the end of the path. He was doing a roaring trade, but was a little slow at serving.

Believe it or not, I patiently waited my turn without swearing even once, and in the end I got my reward. We slowly sauntered off along the main road towards the olde worlde country pub car park where our lovely Mini was situated, planning to grab some grub in the pub before heading home. At this point, I noticed a little black car which was just passing us, as it was veering from lane to lane, and just as I was thinking "stupid boy racer", the driver completely lost control, and the car smashed in to a stone wall about 15 foot in front of us, no doubt giving the pigs and cows on the other side the shock of their lives.

At that point, I turned away, thinking that I wouldn't want to see what was inside that car. But two young girls came stumbling out, a bit pummelled from the airbags going off, but otherwise OK. We left shortly after, having established that the police weren't interested, as nobody was hurt and only one car was involved. Then we got a bit shaky, realising that we would have been dead had the ice cream man not been of the slower paced countryside variety. But we're not dead. So that's good.

Apart from that, a fairly uneventful Easter weekend. Must work now. Toodle pip.

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