Yesterday I planned to spend a day photographing my beloved Swan River.
Instead the rain came down and there were rumours of thunder in the air.
So I spent my day at home, playing with my potted plants and reading.
Just after lunch I heard a sliding sound outside which suddenly stopped with a light “Thud”.
I looked over my balcony and there it was. In the middle of the road. As a car had stopped to turn right (yes, we drive on the correct dside of the road here in Oz.) and a following car had not left sufficient space to stop on the wet and slippery road.
So I watched in wonder as people walked all over the road, between the stopped cars, all in oblivious ignorance that someone else may also not stop in time!
What did amaze me was the number of people who impatiently tooted their horns in annoyance at the hold-up to their highly important and urgent travel plans.
Filed under: lifestyle Tagged: | accident, photography, Rain, traffic, transport, wet road
You should see what happens to your average, polite, well-mannered Frenchman when he gets behind the wheel of a car!! There was an old joke I liked: What’s the definition of a nanosecond? It’s the length of time between the lights turning green and the Frenchman behind you tooting his horn.
We must have a lot of Frenchmen here in Oz!
On a branch of my family tree I have a GGgrandmother who was born in Normandy way back in 1834 – but she was the daughter of an English lace maker so was never truly French.