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Wanderer

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daverichardson said:
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Well, I'm currently living in Ashtown, Dublin 15, fould a nice house share while I'm here, very happy. Next to Dublin's Royal Canal (read: just a canal) near Ashtown railway station, scene set.

Got and FB message, my good friend from Scotland was in town, few scoops etc, no prob. Took the LUAS (tram) to Trinity (College) met up - few Guinness' which neither of us particularly like but we'd thought we'd try. Four or five pints and off I went home.

Arrived Ashtown Railway Station about 21:30, didn't fancy the LUAS stop as it's dark that way and thought it was possible I could fall in the canal.

Set off home, about a mile, along the towpath, hit a dark bit where Crescent Park is (Google Maps) so decided to get my iPhone out (XS Max, 512gb) and listen to some Frightened Rabbit, especially the song about suicide and jumping in the Forth as the singer actually did.

All starting to make some sort of sense.

So I'm farting about with iTunes and not looking properly, next thing my feet go and I'm under water, Jesus (is just a Spanish boy's name...), clambering to get out. Of course, I can't swim, or more accurately can hardly swim, certainly not fully clothed. I'm totally under, so way is the canal only 4/5 foot deep, I felt no bottom, but now wasn't right time to start a homosexual relationship with a water-hømo.

I was really, really scared, I thought my number was up, I couldn't get out or even my head above water. I was clutching at the edge but only got reeds and rushes, but somehow I got leverage and I was out. Amazing when you consider how unfit I have become since my heart issue (arrhythmia). And considering I was in jeans and jacket, and sodden.

And guess what, I still had my iPhone in my hand. I cant understand that since I'm sure I was using both hands to get out, not possible with one, and I made no conscious effort to save my iPhone.

I stood up, wiped the cr4p off the iPhone screen, spat out pure Royal Canal, and pulled off the little black curly bits of something all over me.

No one about, so walk off home, squelching all the way, stripped off, shower, sorted.

Some one is looking over me...
 
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Wanderer said:
I was also front seat passenger in this car, July 1985.
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5th July 1985, no hospital, felt fine, few scratches, but a massive deep hole in my right leg where it bent the auto gear lever over. Cracking scab, kept me bust for many nights, eventually got it off to see said hole - zero blood.

Anyway next got sore ribs and next, so stayed off work, and sat on the settee next weekend and watch the entire Live Aid gig, can remember every moment. Mum fussing over me, feeding me - the lot. I was 24.

Car was an Austin Princess wait for it, Van Den Plas. 2.2ltr auto in scintillating Chocolate Brown with brown interior and brown.

Ex works Company car. Driver bought it from said work, £220 I think, not the ideal car for a young lad, anyway, he was showing off and rolled it, and had no licence and no insurance. And we helped him get away with it. To be fair he'd snapped his leg right next to the pelvis, and lost a kidney, though we couldn't find it anywhere.

Car was upside down when we got out, dragged him out of the drivers seat which was in that position, he was in great pain as you can imagine, suppose he suffered enough.

But got a bill for the ambulance, £15, thought he could have at least paid that!
 
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