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Insurance Statement lol...

Joined May 2009
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London
This was the insurance statement was sent and accepted for an accident I had a couple of years ago. I had a lot of fun writing it, which goes to show that those forms, which I'm sure we've all had to fill out at some point, don't have to be boring.
Hope you enjoy.:pirate


I remember the day well, it was a Tuesday, I had just finished work and was heading home, looking forward to taking off my shoes and savouring some fish and chips. I was enjoying the ride home as it was a beautiful day, not too hot, nor too cold, when I saw ahead of me what could only be described as a taxi, it was in fact a taxi, pulling out onto the northbound carriageway of Park Lane from the slip road to the right. I applied an appropriate amount of pressure to my brakes in order to avoid hitting said taxi, to my relief this did the trick. Then as I said to myself, ‘that was clo...’ BANG!! I flew through the air landing upon the tarmac. It was there as I lay on the tarmac, that I pondered how I came to be in this position. Turning I saw the culprit a green Jeep
Cherokee, driven by a man since known only to me as Antony. In the aftermath of the incident we exchanged details, but I found that Antony had very little to say, though he did lead me to believe that he had tried to go round me. This came as no great condolence to me, however I wish him well in his other endeavours.

Being personally familiar with my body I checked it thoroughly before rising to my feet, to my undeniable relief I found no physical damage, however only time will tell the accuracy of this diagnosis.

Members of the local constabulary turned up, though they weren’t summoned, which was nice, though they took no details so their usefulness proved to be of limited value.

I am unable to report the full extent of the injuries to my motorcycle, though even with my limited expertise on the subject, I was able to deduce that it was unfit for purpose.

I called the fourth emergency service, that’s the AA for those not into cult advertising. It took some time for them to arrive, one can only assume that they must have had three other emergencies to attend first. But this gave me time to think about life and the meaning thereof - I came to no conclusions.

As is always the case with these things two turned up at once, but sadly carried on their way despite my attempts to flag them down. Later I was to learn that one of these vans had been directed to the scene of my unfortunate and unwanted contact with the tarmac. There the AA man, who told me his name was Dan, though he didn’t substantiate this, was most sympathetic to my plight. He then removed from the van a seemingly random assortment of metal parts. With impressive ingenuity he proceeded to assemble these into a trailer suitable for transporting my motorcycle. He then took me to my place of employment where I could exchange my broken motorcycle for a more complete one, to carry me home.

A journey that took much longer than I had anticipated, didn’t turn out to be all bad as I did get my fish and chips in the end. The only moral I can draw from these events is that sometimes fish and chips taste all the better when you have to wait for them.
 
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Awesome!:thumbup
'Plod' as useless as ever, I bet they checked your docs, can, no plate etc - got to get the priorities right eh?:2finger
 
This was during my courier days, the letter was fuelled more by frustration than beer (though I probably had a couple when I got home:cheers) as I had an accident the month before caused by some one tail-gating me, and another with a cyclist who jumped a red:jack about 6 months before that. Those forms were really starting to get on my nerves.

Cheers for the coments.
 

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