My middle son has 3 kids and he lives in Northern Ireland.
He has 3 kids and we try to drive up to see them as often as we can.
Well I saw this thing happen twice and decided to do something about it.
A truck was driving along with a very high load. The load was of pieces of metal chopped up and the load was stacked right to the edge of the container.There was a net at the front of each load but the nets were not deployed.
This was spotted again on another trip as well. Imagine if a flat piece of metal that had another bit the size of a hammer resting on it and the bar got launched at 60 MPH hitting the windscreen of a car coming the other way.The other car is doing 8o MPH so we have an impact of 140 MPH.
So I wrote !!!! no reply. I wrote again, still no reply.
I hope I don't have to write to say "I told you so"
It reminds my of the East wall rd. There was a road Alfie Byrne rd going off to the right which became a road of priority.
The other road was very badly marked and when I wrote I was told that any driver who passed the yield sign would not know the rules of the road. The crash happened and I sent a copy of their reply back.
All this anxiety goes back to when I got my first driving license and drove my daddy up to Traynors scrap yard in county Armagh. When Mr Traynor heard I had my first trip on my license.
He took me through the wrecks, bent steering wheels, blood and hair on the windscreens, to cut a long story short he brought me over to a good looking car, no one ever wants to see this car again.
It turned out that they were driving along and someone was holding a baby on the back seat. They lost control of the car the wonderful baby was killed.
No one ever wants to see that car again.
Years later his grandson took me out the back to see a yellow sports car. This car is for shredding as well. We don't know what he was doing but he turned the car over and his head was cut clean off.
Police inaction is a curse. I reported a girl who was mentally handicapped being sexually abused. My complaints went right up to the Garda commissioner. All I got was unless we caught the person there was nothing we could do. I you don't look you will not see anything.
Then a friend of mine was dropping off some people from the airport when a little boy ran up to him. Please mister help me. Bring me back to my mother and father please. Just then a Romanian man ran over and scooped him up. He OK he like this, he play games!The boy had blonde hair and spoke perfect English and the "Father" had very little English and a dark complexion.
John went to the Garda and they said "Unless we get a missing persons report there is nothing we can do"But they would not look.
So we decided to go back and kidnap the young lad, After a while there one of the neighbors told us that the family had moved away, suddenly.
To this day we believe that he was kidnapped.
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