November 22, 2003
Accident
in front of our house today. I called the police and ambulance. The driver at fault was injured [no blood], she and her 2 kids on the back seat were crying. Her father and her husband arrived at the scene and angrily examined the damage to the car. It took some time untill her father took over from me to hold the umbrella over her head and to comfort her. The police were mainly concerned with moving the car from the middle of the road and inorder to get to the handbreak and gearstick shifted the woman from being diagonally draped over the front seats to an upright position, which I thought unwise. [It's ok to shut down the centre of London and Sedgefield for a greedy, heartless cheat and criminal to ponce around, but by god, you wouldn't want a traffic situation in Wrottesley Road]
She was later put in a neck and back brace by ambulance staff and cut out of the car by firepolice. She cried in shock and fear. I hope she's going to be ok. I also hope that her dad and her husband were acting seemingly heartless, because they felt helpless.
The accident reminded me, how quickly life can take an unexpected turn. As Richard puts it: We must laugh and love and feel whilst we can. ... Make every second count.