Alone In The Spotlight

The weekend has been and gone but it was a cracking one. Saw the main house man, the Judge know as Jules, mr Judge Jules himself! His set was excellent, and I couldn’t stop dancing J

Saturday was spent teaching archery to my local cubs and scouts, it’s really rewarding to see how happy they are when getting arrows on target, shame for the cubs that they find it so difficult… Then Saturday evening we headed off to Windsor for another cracking night!

All was well until it was time to go home, we had to stop off as R felt ill, he got out the car in lay-by on the dual carriageway. We stayed in the car and watched as he wandered beside the embankment, then in a flash he was gone. We all rushed over to find him laying at the bottom of a 6ft ditch, dazed and confused. We got him out dusted him off and proceeded on our way.

We were reaching my mates house via the A3 and I was in the inside lane doing about 50mph, then I don’t quite remember what happened next; I heard J shout “watch out mate!” and next thing I knew we were scraping the central reservation and the car was out of control. I managed to get control back and slow the car down to a crawl. We couldn’t stop as there was no where to stop so we proceeded to my mates house.

Upon getting out the car I couldn’t believe my eyes when discovering only a few light scratches and a small 3inch dent in the rear wheel arch. It could have been sooooo much worse. We were so lucky!

It’s the first (and I hope the last) time anything like this has happened to me. I don’t think I fell asleep, as I felt 100% and no tiredness, I believe I passed out!

Anyway I sat down on the sofa with a nice sweet cup of tea, and next thing I know its morning. Passing out twice in one night is not good…