Purveyor of Bollocks to the Crowned Heads of Europe
Wednesday, 26 July 2017
My work here is done...
This is the friendliest wild fox in Britain. It comes up to you and expects to be stroked. I don't think I have shown you this picture before, but it's too early in the morning to remember.
My posts are brief or non-existent right now because I am on pressing Summer School duties.
On the way there yesterday, we happened upon a big car-crash on a dangerous junction, and I got out to see if I could help. People were wandering around dazed and disoriented. The disorientation was partly because they didn't know their location - in the countryside - so I called the ambulance. I knew where I was.
A child was also wandering about in shock, carrying her doll. The phone signal kept cutting out so I had to dial 999 three times before giving all the location details and answering questions to do with blood loss or if anyone was thrown from a vehicle. Nobody seemed too badly hurt, so, having put a man in charge of the situation, we carried on to the Summer School, ten minutes later.