Monday, July 26, 2010
On Friday afternoon I went for a ride. It didn't start very well, as some idiot in a car clipped me while overtaking me with not enough space. Fortunately no damage, I wobbled a bit for a second but I didn't fall or anything.
Then I got caught in a downpour. I was very close to home but it was really chucking it down so I stopped to shelter under a tree (yes, I know it's not the smartest thing to do, but as the probabilities of being struck by lightening aren't that high to start with, I hoped that it wouldn't happen in those few minutes I was there). After ten minutes or so it had not improved, so I started making my way home. That's when I heard some banging on a window. When I turned I saw this old lady frantically gesturing at me, pointing to her garden. I assumed she was offering me to use her door step to shelter, so I gratefully opened her gate and went in. By the time I was at the door it was opening and the lady was telling me to get inside - with the bike!
I was a bit wary as I was dripping wet and didn't want to mess her carpet, but she insisted.
I spent the next half hour or so having a chat, she told me she was from Mauritius and used to be a teacher there, and how beautiful Mauritius was. She was obviously very lonely and probably welcomed my "intrusion" into her home, giving her some company for a little while. She was also showing signs of senility, asking me the same questions over and over again, and repeating the same things about Mauritius and her family over and over again, as if she'd never said them before.
This worried me a bit as I thought, what if she regularly invites people off the street in her home and one of those is dangerous?
Anyway, as she's so close to my home, I've decided I'll check on her now and again, to thank her for sheltering me. Hopefully that'll make her happy.