I was living in Hill street in Pretoria, close to the British High Commission.
It was a rather warm night so while I was sleeping, I removed my shirt. I woke to the sight of multi-coloured lights moving around the walls. Initially, I was extremely confused, thinking that I was hallucinating. However, I soon worked out that the lights originated from the bedroom window facing the street.
I walked to the front door and opened it. There in only my shorts I faced a bunch of policemen, firemen and ambulance men. I was gob smacked. I maybe stood there for about a minute, before realizing that their attention was focussed upwards. Slowly my eyes turned up. Halfway up the Jacaranda tree on the front pavement was a car!
A drunken driver has taken the corner at high speed and had driven up the stay cable of the electric pole. The car had then come to a rest in the tree.
The multicoloured lights were the revolving lights of the emergency vehicles. I never heard their sirens, or the sound of the initial accident. The next day the scene was cleared and if it wasn't for the broken branches lying on the pavement, I would have indeed believed that I was hallucinating!
It was a rather warm night so while I was sleeping, I removed my shirt. I woke to the sight of multi-coloured lights moving around the walls. Initially, I was extremely confused, thinking that I was hallucinating. However, I soon worked out that the lights originated from the bedroom window facing the street.
I walked to the front door and opened it. There in only my shorts I faced a bunch of policemen, firemen and ambulance men. I was gob smacked. I maybe stood there for about a minute, before realizing that their attention was focussed upwards. Slowly my eyes turned up. Halfway up the Jacaranda tree on the front pavement was a car!
A drunken driver has taken the corner at high speed and had driven up the stay cable of the electric pole. The car had then come to a rest in the tree.
The multicoloured lights were the revolving lights of the emergency vehicles. I never heard their sirens, or the sound of the initial accident. The next day the scene was cleared and if it wasn't for the broken branches lying on the pavement, I would have indeed believed that I was hallucinating!
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