My desire for a vespa has gone out of the window.

This morning on my way to work I saw an accident. The police cars had pulled across the road at the junction and I thought the large rubble removing lorry had stopped because of the accident. The police weren't directing people away and it wasn't tapped off, so I ducked across the road and there it was. A motorbike on its side, and two legs bent and stuck out at right angles to the side of the lorry trapped up between the top of the weel and the body.

As much as we may see graphic images on tv or in films of gore and injuries and violence, nothing could prepare me for the sight of it. It wasn't gory... just incredibly surreal and nasty.

No vespa for me then!