USR drop in clinic
I backed into a motorcycle bay next to a young lady as she was placing her helmet into the seat luggage compartment.
I switched off, removed my helmet “God its coldâ€
She looked at me and burst out crying “ I’ve had a crash and my scooter is wreckedâ€.
I introduced myself and tried to get some info from her.
“Was you knocked unconscious? "
“Noâ€
“What hurts?â€
“Nothingâ€
Do you feel dizzy?â€
“Noâ€
“How fast was you going when you came off?â€
“Nothingâ€
“Oh you was hit when you was stationaryâ€
“No I hit him, then after the crash I fell offâ€
“ They always turn left there and then right without indicating “
“ALWAYS?â€
“Yeah thats why I slowed downâ€
Little bit more chit chat....then
"Where did you do your CBT?"
"My what?"
“Your training?â€
“Oh Lucy who sold me the scooter did it, she says I’m a naturalâ€
"Maybe a pair of tights, skirt and a puffy jacket isnt the best way to travel through London"
An hour or so later I saw this young lady leaving the Medical Sciences building
I despair
O M G!
I hope you advised her accordingly
he got her phone number and said he would give her "personal training", id give her the SW train timetable myself
Maybe she was leaving the Medical Sciences building because she wanted to leave her body to them. I expect they refused because they prefer bodies with brains. ;D