About an hour ago, child, dog and I stepped out for a nice walk, only to witness a 3-car pile-up on the way.
Usual story, line of stationery cars and one doesn't notice that everyone has stopped. A Fiat Punto ran into the back of a Renault Megane which in turn shoved that into a Fiat Panda.
Or in joke terms - teenage blonde in Punto ran into blonde with one child in Megane and then into blonde with two children in the Panda.
One of the children, a little Jamaican girl, was complaining of head and neck-ache so I suggested they run her up to A and E in case of whiplash, although she was in a properly fitted child's seat with a head rest. Nobody else complained of anything although I'd bet any money you like, everyone will be claiming for whiplash shortly.
I helped everybody take all necessary details and mine because I witnessed it. That's the trouble with me - once a legal secretary, always a legal secretary!
We then went for our walk which was very pleasant. Dog exhausted, child run off feet and I - well let's not go there.