Jon George
Mamil and couldn't care less
- Location
- Suffolk an' Good
1pm today - no rain, but pretty bleak. I'm on my #3 (a hybrid, now sprayed washing-machine white), wearing a white coat, and have good front lights for town and an eye-watering new rear (angled down). Emerging from my place of part-time work, I approach a T-junction with lanes (arrowed) for left and right turns. A car is in the left lane, indicator on, edging forward. I arrive, take up primary in the right, and must be in line-of-sight, because when I glance directly at her as I check for traffic on my left, we make eye contact.
It's clear! I move off.
And so does the car ... except it also turns right!
She has the look of a bewildered rabbit as I bellow 'Oi!' while grabbing handfuls of brake and now we are definitely making eye-contact. She retains the look of someone who doesn't realise what they've done and drives away, having yet another go at nearly hitting me as she does so.
Oh, and where is my part-time work based? Ipswich General Hospital, of course. (I'm hopefully being generous here by imagining she may have just received some bad news, but,wow, that was close and thoughtless.)
So, I'm laying down the gauntlet, folks - beat that for this year's best zombie action where no injury occurred ...
It's clear! I move off.
And so does the car ... except it also turns right!
She has the look of a bewildered rabbit as I bellow 'Oi!' while grabbing handfuls of brake and now we are definitely making eye-contact. She retains the look of someone who doesn't realise what they've done and drives away, having yet another go at nearly hitting me as she does so.
Oh, and where is my part-time work based? Ipswich General Hospital, of course. (I'm hopefully being generous here by imagining she may have just received some bad news, but,wow, that was close and thoughtless.)
So, I'm laying down the gauntlet, folks - beat that for this year's best zombie action where no injury occurred ...
