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Sep. 12th, 2009 11:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pensnestFrom 1939 to 2034 this evening, having delivered the Boy to his dwelling in Norwich, Bun, Beast and I were sitting in a stationary car on the M11, about a mile north of the Stansted junction. We saw an unmarked but presumably police-driven car, an ambulance, three fire engines, another ambulance, two highway patrol trucks and at least two more police cars, hurtle along the hard shoulder and congregate in a lighting display of blue, red and yellow flickers and a floodlight some 400 yards ahead of us. The cars waited, resigned, in the queue, and everyone turned off their engines and lights.
And I thought, if only I'd had my laptop with me, I could have written another scene.
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rpf_big_bang story is eating my life. It's nearly 28,000 words now and I've more to write. At some point I shall have to cut some. At some point (hah!) I shall have to finish it!
As for the accident, two cars there were, both with crushed fronts but essentially intact passenger cages. All things considered we were very impressed to be through in an hour. Emergency services ftw.
And I thought, if only I'd had my laptop with me, I could have written another scene.
In truth, this
rpf_big_bang story is eating my life. It's nearly 28,000 words now and I've more to write. At some point I shall have to cut some. At some point (hah!) I shall have to finish it!As for the accident, two cars there were, both with crushed fronts but essentially intact passenger cages. All things considered we were very impressed to be through in an hour. Emergency services ftw.