Strange one yesterday. Hardly mundane, but I thought you would appreciate the randomness of it.
I was out with a group on bikes and we were stood on the footpath in a housing estate. It's raining quite a bit. We're talking and I hear this, 'Excuse me!' behind me. I turn around and there is a chap on the opposite side of the road, sat on the footpath. He evidently has two broken legs - casts on both around his feet and up to his knees. He also seems a little... under the influence.
He shouts again, 'Could you give me a lift on one of those?' He points at the bike.
'No, we can't,' says I. I'm working, I'm with a group of young children and he's not insured.
I hear a quiet 'Oh,' and I carry on working. At least I try. The kids I'm with are distracted by a man with two broken legs propelling himself along the footpath, across the road and continuing up the footpath on the opposite side of the road. He's sat on his bottom, throwing his legs forward and pushing off with his hands to make forward motion.
We continue and eventually change location to further up the road and around a corner. Twenty minutes later, along comes the bottom-shuffler.
A car pulls up and someone gets out clearly going into their house with a shopping bag. The bottom-shuffler shouts to them. I'm still trying to deliver to the kids who are understandably distracted by the drama. Car-person gives bottom-shuffler a lift up into the car and drives off.
My colleague and I look at each other with bemused expressions and draw the kids attention back to our delivery.
You could not make this up. I just wanted to laugh. I felt sorry for the chap, but I'm repsonsible for my charges.
Have any of your neighbours got security cameras or know of their new address ?
