Funny accidents

Accidents can be serious and others at the time don't seem funny but years later you can have a laugh about them!

For example - Terry was driving down the lane by the woods and an electric wheelchair pulled out in front of him and he knocked the wheelchair over. The man in the wheelchair (thankfully) got up, brushed himself down, RAN to the wheelchair and whizzed off! Terry came back in terrible shock and we went to the police station just in case the man decided to report the accident. Terry couldn't understand how the man was so fit after he got up - did he cause a miracle? A few weeks later we saw the man again - he was a wheelchair tester for a local disabled aid company!

Another one - I was 22 I was driving down the road and a youth ran out in front of my car - I managed to brake but he collided with the car anyway. He was carrying 2 huge crates of eggs! He got up and his grandmother who was standing on the pavement shouted "Have you broken those eggs!"  I couldn't believe she was more worried about the eggs! He was OK - just a cut chin but I had egg and blood all over the front of the car!

I don't know if you'll regard this as an accident but it still makes me laugh after all these years. When I was about thirteen years old Dad came back from the pub a bit worse for the wear. Full of fun he wobbled upstairs. I was under the bedclothes at the time listening to Radio Caroline when I heard Mum shriek and run out of their bedroom onto the landing. Hearing Mum cry out I thought they were having an argument and went to Mum's rescue only to find her sat at the top of the stairs tears streaming down her face with laughter. Apparently Dad had entered the bedroom and leapt across the bed onto his side of it, the bed had promptly collapsed, the bottom legs pointing to either side. As Dad had jumped into the bed Mum had jumped out, but Dad being too tired to care said - oh bother! (or words to that effect) and fell asleep at a forty-five degree angle. This is TRUE, and not something I have made up. They (my parents ) had been given a Victorian bed by my grandmother,  which was so high up off the floor you needed to use a ladder to get into it, so Dad had cut four inches off the legs to make it easier to get into. The bed legs had not been designed to take this kind of treatment so Dad woke up the following morning as stiff as a board and unable to remember why until he looked back at the bed. Needless to say he was in the "Dog House" for a couple of days, but Mum couldn't stay mad at him for long.

LOL - Jean Pickersgill (Pam Brooke's sister)        

Great stories Lyn and Jean! I have a bed breaking story too Jean! When I was 21 I went away to Ibiza with my friend for a winter break. The one evening the door knocked and I opened it and a very drunk fellow pushed past me and collapsed onto my bed and broke it! My friend and I tried to lift him out but he was really heavy. In the end we shouted and shook him until he got up and staggered off down the corridor! The embarrassing thing was I had to go and tell hotel reception that my bed had broken and the giggled every time I walked past after that!

Some day I will tell you the story of the exploding 'netty', that's a toilet to anyone south of the River Tees.

Roy J