Not the plan

I was en route to June’s to pack up the rest of her belongings, but this was the end of that plan.

Fortunately no broken bones for me but bruises upon bruises are emerging.

I can hear June saying, “go to the next intersection with traffic lights,”, but hey ho, I didn't.

So grateful for the fantastic medical care that arrived, and all those who stopped to make sure that we were all okay.

There was no-one on the motorcycle by the way, but the owner will be looked after.

Hopefully I will get some sleep tonight.