During my 'getting to know you' consultation exercise of the local pavements I think I've been rescued by almost all of my neighbours and an assortment of kind strangers, who, contrary to reputation are not all male. In fact so not all male I have a (mostly) female rescue story to tell from a couple of weeks ago which doesn't technically involve the police in an official capacity either.
As there's so much gloom, doom and despondancy about at the moment I thought it might be a fun idea to share our favourite rescue stories; the good, the bad, the sad, the funny, whatever you like. Leave the links in the comment box and I'll put them up at the end of this blog..
So, back to my unusually female rescue. I sort of found myself sat on the pavement next to the post box about 100meters from my home. Sat is probably the wrong word, slumped in a floppy heap probably describes it better. Fortunately it wasn't too cold as there was no way I was getting off that pavement without someone big enough to fully lift me. Unfortunately all the neighbours were out and poor Roland was 20 minutes away snuggled up in bed with his girlfriend until he got my phone call.
It's very quiet where I live so it was a good few minutes before an older lady appeared to use the post box. She chatted away with me quite naturally considering I was slumped on the floor like a drunk in the middle of the day and she was unblocking a post box before moving onto asking what I was doing there. I explained I couldn't get up, that help was on it's way and managed to ward off her attempts to help me. I might not weigh much but being so floppy makes me a dead weight and she wasn't exactly the youngest of older ladies so avoiding either of us needing a hip replacement seemed like a good plan.
Having insisted on giving me an umbrella to keep me company on the pavement the lady set off home as she was fretting I was cold. Actually, this is a shit dull story and the only funny bit was where she wrapped me in a dog blanket which nearly tripped Roland up when he tried to lift me....
So, it's over to you. My favourite rescue story isn't technically a rescue story but an avoiding arrest story, what's yours?