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This morning I almost got run over by a lorry - *twice*. Yup, same lorry. It came down the windy little roads between our house and the station at the same time as four or so other cars (some of which were big people-mover-things), so one of the people-mover-things decided to start reversing towards me threateningly. Ran down the road away from it back to where the hedgerow goes back a bit so I didn't have to jump in the nettles. Then the lorry came past, so I waited for it all to clear and carried on (towards the bit with really thick hedgerow and the river). Then I heard lorry-reversing-noises, and looking around saw the lorry was turning around. I tried to hurry up but wasn't quick enough, and just about had time to choose the least threatening patch of hedgerow before the lorry came past again. Just as well I set out in plenty of time for my train...
