Today, I went into the Charity Shop as a favour to the manager, as he was really short staffed. I'm trying hard not to do 3 days per week, as it is just too much, but he was a bit stuck this week, so I agreed to go in.
It was a very quiet morning and pretty uneventful. I left around 2.50pm and as I was walking down the high street there was a crowd gathered around a local cafe. At first I thought it was a party as there was a bit of shouting, but then I noticed that there was a car embedded in the front of the cafe. I could hear people around me on the street saying how it would be a miracle if no one was under the car, but I didn't stick around, as it seemed ghoulish to stand around watching. (Some people didn't seem to have a problem with taking photos of the scene on their phones, however)
As I reached the station a fire engine, paramedic car and an ambulance were speeding to the scene and the air ambulance was circling above. I must have missed seeing the accident by minutes or even possibly seconds. I felt a bit shaken when I got on the train. I rang the shop to tell them I was okay, just in case anyone told them about the accident and they might have been wondering if I'd been involved. (They hadn't even heard anything about it, but it had been very quiet in the shop as everyone locally was probably looking on at the scene)
When I got home, I checked out the local paper's online site, to find that there had indeed been someone under the car, who had subsequently been cut free and was being treated at a local trauma centre. Hopefully, she'll be okay. A bit of a dramatic day to say the least. It makes you think about how precious life is. You just wouldn't expect something like that to happen whilst sat outside of a cafe having a coffee.
Needless to say, I'm glad to be home safely for the weekend.