David Gillon

Weeding in the back-garden - bloody ivy! - when the stream of sirens going past on the main road made me decide to try and take a look (which means bracing myself by hanging off a 1cm wide brick ledge and the top of the fence, so it's sort a of bounce, look, bounce, look process), and yes, they're all stopping about 200m up the road, and in fact there's a cop van in the bus-stop four doors up. Too far up to make out details, even for my neighbour who's tall enough to see over, but we're guessing from the time of day and the location - by a bus-stop - that it was probably a school-kid vs car.

They cleared it quick enough that it probably wasn't too serious, but that makes three road accidents on a 200m stretch of road in the last 20 days.

Screeech! Bang!

Ah, someone's just crashed outside again...

Deceptive downhill bend and a greasy road. Fortunately they always end up on the opposite side (touch wood)*. This time he took out about a metre of wall/gate pillar for the house opposite and one up from me, and about 1.5m of fencing on the electricity substation that's directly opposite. And he's completely flattened the green metal box that everyone's phone on that side of the street is wired to. Fortunately no one hurt this tiime.