harder on the horn. 'Another bloody hold-up!' he groaned out loud,
craning his neck forward trying to see what was causing all the rumpus.
He pressed the horn again, 'toot, toot, toot' impatient to be on his way.
He was already late for an important appointment and now to be stuck in traffic in HIS town, was the last straw. Nothing ever happened along this part of the
route so what the hell was going on now! 'Keep your hair on mate!'
the young man in the van in front called out to him. 'I aint got wings
ya know. I can't fly!' David nodded realising that he was acting
in a rather irrate manner. 'Sorry' he called out of the window. 'Just
a bad morning!' The young man acknowledged his apology,
and turned the radio a little higher drowning out any further rebukes.
David sat staring ahead, his fingers strumming anxiously on the steering
wheel. Why on earth did this have to happen today, he thought out loud. A sudden jerk pushed him forward with a jolt and before
he realised what was happening, his foot pressed down on the
accelerator sending him crashing into the Van...
'What in f......'s name do you think you're playin at Mister?' The young man
was now standing by his car door. 'Blimey Mate, did ya ave to go
and run right into me back?' 'It was the car behind' David
stammered, lost for words. 'He just shoved right into me from
behind and the next thing I knew I was running into you!''
David slowly got out of the car looking behind him. A young woman
stood by the roadside, tears flowing down her cheeks. He
went over to speak with her ''What happened' he asked, hoping
she would give him an expanation and wishing at the same time that
he could start his journey all over again at an earlier hour. 'It was
the melons' the young woman sobbed. ''What melons?' David asked
incredulously, wondering if she was going mental ........''The melons'' the woman sobbed, wiping her eyes with a tissue. 'I saw them rolling towards me
and I must have skidded!'
Good Lord!' David exclaimed on turning round to see the young
man from the Van. 'Your face.....'' he stammered, 'your face is covered
in blood. The young man raised his hand to his face in astonishment.
'Well mate, better this way than dead......'' then collapsed on the ground in a helpless heap. David
looked down in amazement. From the corner of his eye he thought
he saw a black cat slinking away from the mayhem.......''Excuse me Sir'
the Police Officer said tapping him on the shoulder. 'Perhaps you can
tell me what's been happening here!''
Meow turned her head, purring with pleasure! She had more work
to do before the day was done!
Edited by Jacqueline, 10 August 2005 - 03:06 PM.