So, today I had to attend a 50th birthday party. I spent most of the day helping out by cooking for it.
All was well, we had hilarious balloon fights, stuffed our faces and drank Spitfire ale and such.
On the way home, however, I ended up nursing a car accident. A woman had flipped her Fiat 500 off of the verge on the side and it was mashed onto it's roof. She was very lucky. The chances of a broken neck were incredibly high and she had climbed out and was actually walking around. She complained of a bad back, but obviously I couldn't do anything since I'm not licensed to administer first aid.
She had swerved to avoid a man walking his dog, as he was not wearing any high-vis clothing at all. If his dogs hadn't have been a light colour, they'd be smooshed.
Stayed until the cops and medics showed by forming a human road block, then buggered off to leave them to it.
