Finding My Bearings

By JustJuli

Crazy… and not just the weather!

Less than forty minutes after I’d driven down this road on the way to Tesco with no problem at all, I returned to find a man, probably in his sixties, stranded in his car in a ginormous puddle that definitely wasn’t there before. He didn’t seem to be able to get out and hadn’t called for help as he didn’t have a phone signal so I called the fire brigade for advice. They said they’d only come out if he was trapped, otherwise he’d have to get out of the car and arrange to get it towed himself. I waded over to him but he wasn’t trapped so I ended the call.

There followed a very strange conversation, where he refused to get out of the car until it had stopped raining as he didn’t want to get wet?!? He said he’d wait ‘until they arrived’ but I told him, again, that there was no ‘they’.

A lovely young man in a white van then stopped to help by offering to tow him out of the water. One of the nearby residents went to get a rope, during which time the man in the car suddenly got out and walked off up the road without a word to us.

My picture shows the young van driver (who had cerebral palsy so wasn’t finding it easy but was an absolute hero) tying the rope to the by then abandoned car but there was nothing he could do as it was locked with the handbrake on. He drove off to try and find the driver, but they must have passed each other as the driver came back with two men in a big SUV about thirty seconds later.

No idea what happened after that as I went home but the car’s apparently still in the road, though, almost six hours later!

My son’s just come back from his first day of shadowing a police officer in town. He dealt with loads of floods and fallen trees and then had to help look for a man who’s wanted for about a squillion offences. They didn’t find him but it all sounded pretty thrilling!

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