Earlier this week I was in one of those places that seem to attract old people with time to waste, you may know it as The Post Office. I was in the queue behind somebody trying to send a carrier bag full of parcels all over the world. Clearly running an internet business from he spare bedroom. At the next window was an old boy who was trying to re-tax his car. The poor lady trying to serve him was doing her best to point out that his insurance certifcate would run out on the 24th, so he needs to bring his new certificate before she could re-tax his car. Simple enough you would think. But he couldn't hear her, because his hearing aid was whistling (like Mrs Richards off Fawlty Towers). So the post office lady had to come round the front of the counter and spend literally the next 10 minutes shouting kindlyly that he needed to come back when he had his new certificate. When the penny finally dropped, he struggled to find his way out of the post office, with his cataract eyes and walking stick. When he had gone, the queue looked at each other and collectively asked how the hell was he still driving? Whilst I was buying my stamps I heard the distinctive sound of a car being revved to within an inch of its life, but still only moving at 10mph with the clutch slipping. I was waiting for the bang, but thankfullly none came.
Shouldn't the post office in such circumstances be able to report a driver who clearly should have hung up his keys many years ago for everyone's safety, including his own?
What do you think? I hope when I am unfit to drive somebody is not afraid to tell me.
Shouldn't the post office in such circumstances be able to report a driver who clearly should have hung up his keys many years ago for everyone's safety, including his own?
What do you think? I hope when I am unfit to drive somebody is not afraid to tell me.