That's a terrible pun, that title. Which you'll realise fully if you read on.
This is one of those 'OMG you won't believe what happened to us!' type posts. Although to be fair, it happened to Hubs and he gave me his blessing to make a post of it. "It would make a good post" says he.
It also fits perfectly with a want I had to try out my newly downloaded Blogger App. I often have better internet on my phone, so if I can master and make use of this app, we might just have a more frequent blogger here. Hooray!
So onto our smashing tale. One thing to confirm, bar some nasty cuts, bruises and a bit of whiplash - Hubs is thankfully okay.
He was working hard, in a school playground about forty minutes from home last Sunday and the kids were home with me. Which was unusual, and that's kinda odd. If he's working weekends or in the school holidays he'll usually take one of the boys with him.
He works in playgrounds. When they're closed. You can imagine why cries of "Pleeeeeeease can I come to work with you Daddy?" are often heard in our house.
But for some reason, when he left for work that morning neither of the boys pleaded to come and he left them - still in their PJ's, watching a movie under their duvets - with me.
I can't begin to express how relieved we are now that he made that decision because later that day, when Hubs popped off site for some materials and lunch, he crashed his bakkie!
|I know, scary huh?|
It was the decision of a driver two cars ahead of Hubs to change his mind about a turn and slam on his brakes, leaving Hubs with a split second to make his decision from two possible and unattractive options; turn sharp left, and roll the Bakkie into a ditch ... or slam the brakes on and hit the car in front. The latter was, thankfully, the one he went for.
But this post isn't to dwell on our misfortunes. Or Hubby's near-death experience.
I'll be honest, it's a downright brazen and no holds barred big up and shout out to my amazing Hubs.
I won't tell you the details of how shocked and upset he was when he rang me from the crash site to tell me what had happened. He's a 'manly' type of guy and he might be embarrassed :)
No police report was taken (this is South Africa remember), so no blame found and Hubs came home after dizzily agreeing with the driver of the Bakkie he'd rear-ended that they would sort their own damaged vehicles out and our insurance towed the vehicle back home.
But I can tell you how he sat down that evening and surfed the net until he had found the parts he needed to replace on his Bakkie. And that he left on foot (with injured knees) early the next morning to pay for those parts and arrange help to collect them. And after borrowing some tools and walking back to the local shops to get groceries, he and his employee set about putting the Bakkie back together again.
Less than five days later, they had achieved this.
|Yes, it is the same Bakkie.|
As of today, just over a week later, Hubs is well and truly back on the road and working hard to catch up after his 'week off'.
He deserves a shout out, does he not?
Love you Hubs. You keep us (and your Bakkie) moving forward all the time and you constantly amaze and inspire me xxxx
P.S. Blogger App update: Soooo ... I did write the whole body of this post on my phone and it wasn't too painful. But bugger me, I couldn't find a way to insert pics. 'Attach' pics, no prob. But actually putting them where you want them within the text of your post, nope. Not figured that out yet. Nor could I choose fonts or add a page break. What you can do with the App is label your post and save it to drafts (or publish it) so I may still use it when I have to urge to get something down, but I'm away from home or out of internet.
And talking about that urge to blog, it's still with me now so watch this space. I feel a flurry of posts coming on!!