Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label story. Show all posts

Sunday, 20 February 2011

Dog attack in the dark

Yesterday I was driven by friends to a party, but the journey wasn't that simple and as easy as it sounds, and boy did it make our night a whole load of crazy.

We were using the satnav ('tom tom') to find the party in question, but we missed a turn due to loud music and poor satnav following. The satnav re-routed our journey to get back on track.

It pulled us off the main road, and down on to a side road. It  wasn't tarmacked or well lit and we started to question if this was a road at all.

We traveled down it and came to some houses, and I suggested we were perhaps nearby a farm as it seemed to be surrounded by fields and off road mud.

We were still following the satnav for another 30 seconds or so when we reached a closed gate. We soon realised the satnav had found us any old road to re-route us and to no longer trust it after potholes and mud.

Turning around and heading back down the road we came we heard sudden barking. It was loud and out of nowhere a dog ran towards the car. At first we were worried we would run it over as it wouldn't move and kept heading for the car. We went slightly slower whilst being thrown around by the pothole.

The dog was chasing us and kept hitting itself on the side of the car, bashing into us on purpose. We turned the corner of this off road mud floor and another dog launched an attack on the car, running into the main body and howling/barking at us.

These farm dogs were scary and clearly trying to protect the farm, and kill anyone in the way.
It was like a pre-planned attack setup my a dog guarding agency.

They did not let up at all, and chased us all the way back to the road, one of the girls in the car was holding the door closed, worried we would be attacked, despite it being shut properly.

We laughed and we screamed, but it was one odd journey we won;t forget for awhile.

Beware of farm dogs from now on!


Thursday, 20 January 2011

Story: Bikes and Water-guns

When I was young boy (well around 10) I was rather adventurous and fun compared to my old age nature now, I loved to explore and play fun games everyday.

One weekend my cousins were down for the weekend and along with my sister we were all riding our bikes around the close.
However
This was a bike ride with a difference, it was also a water fight.
Yes we were really that cool and creative when we were young.

We started off going up and down the close if our water-guns, shooting each other whilst riding, almost like a game of 'it' (tag) but pedalling.

We realise now that this was a rather bad idea.

Water and bikes don't necessarily mix that's for sure.

My cousin lost control of the bike as he was hit with water...
He hit the curb and his chain come off...losing balance he fell of his bike.

...it looked bad and horrific...there was no laughing.

As we got close we realised it wasn't good news, and his ankle was not looking good. Pretty much sticking out.

We went and got a trolley which was low down...and wheeled him back to the house...

Calling my mum for help in a mad panic there was chaos and blood...we rushed to hospital...broken ankle.

What a fun game...shame it ended up so badly.