Last night I had contented myself by setting up a new type of network in my house, a LAN over Mains. The premise is that you plug into two plugs; one by the router and one by the device you intend to network. The network signal is transmitted through the electrical outlets in your house, meaning you can network any room in the house without losing a good quality wireless signal.

Anyway, I got all that set-up and my Xbox back onto Xbox Live, I went to bed a gratified man.

Myself and Katie were dozing and then we heard a loud screech and a bang outside the house. I immediately jumped out of bed and looked to see if there had been a crash, there had been. My initial response was to leave the people at the scene and return to bed as I had [incorrectly] assumed the man walking about was the person who had been struck by the car. Katie on the other hand, nurse mode hitting critical level, pulled on some clothes and went to attend to the scene to see if she would be able to lend her professional assistance.

Not wanting her to be alone and with a sense of morbid curiosity, I pulled on a fleece and some jeans and ventured out to see what I could do. Upon reaching the scene, I could see a young lad lying on the floor on his front, chatting to Katie but in a very unnatural position. I could see his right leg was significantly shorter than his left, Katie indicating that it’s a tell-tale sign of a dislocated hip or broken leg.

The young lad’s bike had been completely written off, the front of the bike barely still intact. From what witnesses and people gathered at the scene could tell, a car had pulled in front of the biker just as he turned into the road where the crash had occurred. Whilst Katie and myself reassured the injured boy, others phoned for the Police and Ambulance services.

The paramedics arrived (the main one looking like Screech from Saved by the Bell) and Katie filled in the details of his pulse, blood pressure and whether he had any compound fractures (luckily there weren’t). They concurred with Katie’s previous assessment, he had a dislocated hip and broken Tibia and Fibula. In order to get him to the hospital, they would need to manipulate his broken leg back into it’s natural position, as at that time it was circular in nature (ouch).

I helped him with his gas and air to deaden the pain but it made him feel queasy so the paramedics had to manipulate it with little pain relief, the boy just grinned and bared it, something I can attest to when I broke my leg, it’s a horrific kind of pain.

As the police turned up, so did the boys parents, his mum not handling the situation very well managed to annoy the kid as he lay having his leg straightened, the kid of situation we have all been in when your like “Mummmmmmmmm, shut up!”.

The local police don’t have the best reputation around us and last night they didn’t do anything to change that.

They parked cars in random places, causing cars to pass very close to the crash scene and the boy laying in the road, they didnt ask any questions about the accident itself, I think the only positive thing they did was to take the driver of the car who had pulled out on the biker and breathalysed him in the back of one of their cars.

At that point all that remained was for me to help get the board he was laying on lifted up onto a stretcher. Upon doing that, we headed back home, got undressed and discussed what might have happened and whether the car driver had been under the influence.

Myself and Katie have contacted the local paper, highlighting the fact that last nights incident is the third crash in as many months. Something needs to be done, perhaps getting the local journalists on it would help that.

Katie showed me exactly what she must go through every day as a nurse, both Katie and all nurses out there have my utmost respect.