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PC Pom	Apr 17 2009, 02:17 AM
Anyone for tennis? Posts: 654 Group: Admin Member #1 Joined: March 23, 2006	Mrs Pom and I were walking back from town quite a few years ago. Er, we were in Brighton (south England) so it was a long time ago, but the memories are quite vivid. Anyone that's been to Brighton will know its hilly streets and the needs for good brakes. You'll also know that cars park 'tightly' either side of the roads. We were walking up one of those roads. The sun was shining and life was good. Coming the other way, down the steep hill, was a small car, about the size of a Metro or Panda. Remember those? He was sideways, for a moment. That's when he hit one car on one side of the street. Bouncing off he hit another, on the other side of the street, and then another, and then another and so on. This lunatic lost control and ping-ponged his vehicle to the mid-point of the street. I remember a tiny Fiat 500 was one of the many casualties. Someone's pride and joy, parked neatly and minding its own business, slammed into by the young clown with heaven knows what flowing through his veins. In the storm of October 87 or whenever it was (the one Michael Fish kinda forgot to warn us about...) again I was in Brighton. Trees crushed cars, walls fellover and building worked collapsed. I had a big branch land on my camper's roof. I spotted a Morris Minor Travellor impailed to the road by a scaffold pole that had fallen from the rest of the scaffolding tower surrounding a building. Of all the places to park! Cars either side were fine. In his case the pole had pierced the roof, punctured the floor and then forced its way through the tarmac into the earth. The pole had bent to almost ninety degrees just above the vehicle's roofline. During that same storm the front wall of the student's accommodation building on the seafront disappeared, leaving rooms with millionaire dollar open views of the oceans. Amazingly no one was hurt. But my favourite (this really hurts) was the old VW camper I saw in Hove (next to Brighton). These old vans, despite being converted to campers, rarely get used as campers and usually end up carrying all sorts of stuff around - people, cargo, whatever. However, I bet the owner didn't think he'd be carrying the bricks of the chimney of the small block of flats he parked next to (and probably lived in). The glass-fibre pop-top was no defence to the bricks falling from 40m or so above in the storm. I would say about 90% of the bricks fell directly into the camper, smashing the roof and the camper's '60s wooden interior in the process. Now that's unlucky!
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