What I saw

"Calm down dear sir, I am a doctor" I tell him. I calm the brash fellow down and call an ambulance with my mobile phone. I make sure he doesn’t move and talk to him while we wait for the ambulance to arrive, ones got to put on a brave face in these situations you know. So I try and make conversation with this clearly inferior being.

"What is your name?" I ask it, sorry him, "Frank Edmonds, what’s your f**king name" he crudely snarls back. "My name is Joe"

"Do you think I’ll be f**king all right" is his interrupting reply. I assure him will be fine and then his cursing spree continues "Where the f**ks the ambulance, s**t what’s the f**king time Bones, I’m f**king late". This little horrible, arrogant, obnoxious man is beginning to irritate me with his lack of vocabulary and moronic attitude.

"I’d rather not be dealing with this " enters my thoughts as the siren on the nearing ambulance eases my uncomfortable feeling. "Hurry f**king up" the Edmonds chappie hurtles at the poor paramedics. I tell them what I suspect his injuries are as the paramedics slowly get him on to the stretcher. "Oh s**t, that was f**king sore, ah hurry f**king up" comes from this thing from the gutters, gutter mouth. The paramedics ask me to join them as they could be doing with one of my calibre’s expertise. I begrudgingly accept their offer. The ambulance doors shut and we speed off to the hospital.

He seems to be relaxing, then all of a sudden he shouts at the top of his voice. "I’m f**king late, I’m in the s**t". The driver of the ambulance looks round for a split second, he doesn’t see the exited blonde girl with a red, white spotted dress run out in front of the ambulance. I shout to alert him, he hits the brakes, but we are travelling too fast. THUD....