I’ve never known if the phrase is ‘arse over tip’ or ‘arse over tit’ but whichever it is, Mark went arse over it yesterday. A stray paving-stone plus running for traffic lights equals wham! and over he went. I heard him go and rushed back; it probably looked worse than it was, but he was flat on the ground and struggling to move for a moment. While I bent at his side a cyclist compassionately swerved around us and charged off (thanks, mate) but the next moment a young Asian bloke restored my faith in humanity by stopping and asking if he was OK. He was, basically, just a few cuts to the eye and lip, so we hastened on to the Friends’ Meeting House where we could lay our hands on a First Aid Kit. He was a bit shaken up though and we got a lift home.
This morning his rib is hurting and he’s gone to the doc to get it checked out. His comment on Facebook: ‘It reminds me of the ontic and the ontological in Heidegger.’
Man goes to hospital with a broken leg. Doctor asks how he’s feeling.
‘Well, doctor, at a time like this I always think of Heidegger….’
Anyway, Quaker Quest last night was about peace, and provoked some interesting discussion. The question is clear – how do we achieve peace? I’m no nearer finding any answers, though.
Today I am also thinking about Karl Andree. Karl has been living in Saudi Arabia and last year he was caught with some home-made wine in the boot of his car. He has been in prison for a year and may now be given 360 lashes. Mr Andree is 74; he has survived cancer, is asthmatic and has gout.
I make no further comment. The story speaks for itself.