Yesterday morning when I was driving along a country road, a car appeared sideways from round a bend – the back end overtaking the front end as it drifted across my side of the road. I swerved to the other side of the road to try to get round it but there wasn’t enough room and the rear end caught my front nearside wing and wheel. Crunch. The other car drifted along gracefully for some distance, thankfully losing momentum, so that it finally settled into the grassy roadside rather than hitting it with a bump and landing upside down in the ditch. For the driver and his passenger, it must have seemed like an eternity before it came to rest.
Someone who saw it happen stopped to check that everyone was okay; delivered gratuitous male banter to the other driver, “You lost it there mate, didn’t you, ha-ha,” then went on his way. We then set about getting the cars off the road so as not to cause another accident, and exchanged details.
I phoned work and told them what had happened and that I would be ’working from home’, and everyone I spoke to asked if there were any witnesses. Yes, someone stopped. “Did you get his name and address?” No. The driver who skidded was a really nice guy. Ashen faced, he had taken a brush from his car and swept all the debris off the road, and given me a card with all his details on. “Did you take photos of the scene?” No. Our priority was to get the cars off the road and into nearby clearing as they were a potential hazard.
I knew they all thought I was daft, but sure enough, yesterday evening I had a call from the guy’s insurance company who said he had reported the incident and accepted full liability. So there! He’d probably gone and done his day’s work before going home and reporting it. I wish it didn’t have to be anyone’s ‘fault’. None of us really want to be driving on black ice in the weak early morning light – it’s just that we have to keep our hamster wheels turning.
Today I am ‘working from home’ again and will be collecting a hire car this afternoon that I will use until my car is fixed – but how silly is this: The car rental firm is coming to collect me to take me back to their office to complete the paperwork so that I can bring the car back here. Bearing in mind that the main road into the village is closed again due to flooding and we will have to go all around the Wrekin, why can’t they just deliver the car here and complete the paperwork on the kitchen table, saving everybody’s time and thirty-odd miles of fuel? No wonder all our insurance premiums are so high.