Ooh. That probably stings!

Yes. It does. Day 2. Yesterday, buzzing happily along a road in the next village, I realised, with some concern, that the car, parked up ahead of me, on my right, in the driveway of one of the houses, was reversing out, having not noticed me. How he didn’t notice me is another question. I’m neither slim, nor svelte, and there can’t be many scooters about with a Hungarian flag and a Saltire jiggling about on flagpoles, I dare say. Anyway. It’s academic. He didn’t see me, and there was no time to do anything but lock the back wheel and slide. Ouch, is the term, I believe!