Posted: 27/10/2015 at 18:10
PunkDoc I didn't see your post: how horrid. We have a room dedicated to the Mountain Rescue local team, I found it so educational listening to them as they set it up (also quite scary when they provided statistics of how many rescues they attended and of what variety). Isn't it wonderful that there are people out there who when the storms are raging are pulling on their waterproofs, leaving their dinners uneaten, their families at home, prepared to help complete strangers when so many of us would be hiding behind our blankets?
In a small way to cheer you up I want to tell you the story of one rescue the team told me. It went like this.
"A gentleman had decided to take his HEAVILY PREGNANT wife out for a romantic walk, chance to be alone for one final time before the IMPENDING bouncing baby.
So did he take her around a nice GENTLE lake with good SOLID FOOTING? Or a country park with a good coffee shop that she might rest her swelling ankles? A National Trust house with a GOOD PHONE SIGNAL not to mention clean toilets for those who have their bladders constantly being squashed? The local hospital car park though not terribly romantic at least when things get real you can get assistance really very quickly?
He decided that they were to walk up a rather large, rather steep, rather slippery, rather far away from your chosen midwife, mountain.
Because when your wife is HEAVILY PREGNANT why wouldn't you want to get yourselves as far away as possible from any hot water and towels?
You can guess what happened can't you.
That's right: they had to call mountain rescue who rushed to their assistance (as you expect they would: I mean HEAVILY PREGNANT wife tends to give forth a sense of urgency)
What did the call come through as? The wife informing the 999 operator that her husband had fallen off the side of the mountain and broken both arms and legs.
I like to think he was pushed