Wanker’s whiplash
I’ll keep this post short, as I don’t want to strain my neck in sitting looking at the screen for too long. Basically, I was in a bus crash on the way home from Racodac - and a fairly bad one at that.
Given the fact that everyone was violently thrown out of their seats & standing positions upon impact - and given the damage to the three vehicles - it’s remarkable that we all got away virtually unscathed - nothing more than cuts, bruises and (in my case) nasty whiplash.
Having to go to Racodac this morning via the motorway because of a burst water mains was enough excitement for the day - forgetting the fact that before I even set foot on the bus someone had lobbed an egg at me. So I didn’t expect anything particularly extraordinary on the way home. But then, I suppose, you never do.