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I am enjoying watching Postman Pat SDS every morning. There’s loads of stuff to confound, annoy and amuse adults and I am pretty sure that the writers know what they are doing and have put it in for us. So Pat lives in a tiny town but is equipped with a helicopter, plane, jetski, Sinclair C5 and whatever other vehicle he needs. So parents can laugh and question the expense and economics of all this. Plus Pat screws up every delivery and never gets sacked and always thinks he’s won, even if he hasn’t. I am certain it’s deliberate.
The latest recurring vignette that makes me furious/amused/admiring of the writers is near the start. Pat’s boss rings up and invariably says, “Hi Pat, I have an unusual one for you today.” Even though it’s always an unusual one. So an actual unusual one would just be a letter or a bill. Then he says, “How soon can you get here?” and Pat always says, “I’m on my way.” Just one day I’d like the boss guy to say, “That’s not what I asked. What time are you going to get here? I don’t know where you are or what form of transport you’re using or if you’re going to screw everything up as usual. Just give me an eta. You cunt.”
I doubt he will though.
I was taking my daughter swimming and stopped to text my wife to ask if she needed anything from the supermarket. It just delayed my journey by 30 seconds. I stopped again to look at her reply (she wanted me to buy some fish if you’re interested) when I was shocked by a big bang. I looked up to see a car had rear-ended a van at the zebra crossing just ahead of me. The van was knocked forwards by the impact and ended up at the other side of the crossing, whilst there was smoke coming out of the open window of the car. Given the van had stopped at the zebra crossing I was worried that it might have hit whoever was going over the road. But luckily that hadn’t happened.
The smoke wasn’t smoke, it was the talcum powder coming from the air bag in the rear car. A confused and slightly dazed woman had her face in the big steering wheel pillow, her face a little whitened by the powder. A couple of pedestrians went to check she was OK, as a disgruntled looking van driver finally got out of his van and used his camera to film the result of the accident. Though there was little doubt that it was the fault of the other driver. Luckily his can was pretty much fine, though the front of the car was badly dented. She’d been going at quite a speed and I am not sure she actually braked.
But if I hadn’t stopped to text my wife then we might well have been on that crossing at the time of the accident. Who knows what might have happened to us had we been in the path of the van? Have you see the film Sliding Doors? Shit isn’t it. Total Bollocks. Makes me furious.
But it’s terrifying to think that a seemingly safe situation - crossing on the proper crossing in front of a stopped vehicle - could still end in disaster. Nothing is safe. Never relax.
RHLSTP with Sarah Millican (spoiler alert, I win making the score 5-0 to me) is now up
on video and
audio.
