Do you know how you’re going to die? I believe that we have built in phobias cos they are like pre-programmed warnings of impending doom. For Example: I know I’ll go in a plane crash or falling from a high building. See – I hate flying and I don’t get on that well with heights. Problem is – sometimes they can’t be avoided.

I guess I’m referring to this bit of news I just read:

“ROME (Reuters) - A British woman has died and two other people have been seriously injured after part of an escalator in a Rome train station collapsed and they fell into the cogwheels beneath, police say.

Police said the 63-year-old woman was mangled in the wheels when she lost her footing. Two plates of the rolling escalator were missing, they said on Tuesday.

Two men walking behind the woman were injured when they fell in after her. The first, who tried to save her, may lose a leg. The second injured his hand and is in shock, police said.”

My Mum hates escalators. Now I know why.

BTW: The smokes are still in the trash.

posted by Nic @ 5:18 PM 0 comments