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ladyofastolat ([personal profile] ladyofastolat) wrote2007-03-22 11:31 am
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Road rage

What is it with today? Why does every living thing on this island feel the need to blunder in front of my car? Has my car been hit with an invisibility ray? Has some joker pinned a notice to my car reading, "Free cakes!" or "Bet you can't tag ME!" I was only driving to a small school about ten minutes into the country, and then back through town. As my route took me past a supermarket, I made a very quick trip into it to buy weekend cider. (See Appendix A for cider-related rant.) In that time, the following things blundered in front of me:
- Four bunnies
- Three old ladies meandering with shopping trolleys
- Two pheasants
- One red squirrel
- One baby in a buggy, pushed out by unheeding mother
- One taxi that decided to change lane on a roundabout into the exact place where I was, but he indicated after he'd forced me to do an emergency stop, so that's okay, then.

Luckily, I missed all of them, but the repeated emergency stops now mean that all the Morris sticks and storytelling books in the car are now gathered, snowdrift-like, at the front of the car, and I'm very glad the cider isn't due to be opened until tomorrow, or we'd be looking at a redecorated kitchen. The red squirrel was particularly alarming, since anyone who squashes a red squirrel has to report it to the authorities, and risk being vilified, and hounded off the island.

Appendix A: Said supermarket trip being necessary because our home-made wine has run out, and the local shops don't do any decent cider. I think CAMRA needs to adopt cider, too. Most small shops seem to have a selection of real ales, but their cider is dire.
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[personal profile] chainmailmaiden 2007-03-22 01:20 pm (UTC)(link)
The only problem with the bunnies and pheasants is that one is not allowed to pick them up if you hit them. Somebody following you can, though.

Out of interest do you know if that applies to frogs too? There was a road near Ambleside called Bog Lane that was teeming with frogs during the summer, it was horrible driving along there as you just couldn't avoid them. (Not that there was ever a lot of the frog left that you could have cooked, once they'd been squished by the car...)
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[identity profile] sigisgrim.livejournal.com 2007-03-23 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
No idea I'm afraid.

Having eaten frogs legs (in a proper French Restaraunt, the one where we went last year, in fact) I can't say that I'm too enamoured of them.
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[personal profile] chainmailmaiden 2007-03-23 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I've found them a bit fishy in the past, though I suppose that isn't really surprising considering where they live...