With all the pro-PE propaganda around of late, it’s important to ensure that we don’t all get carried away and we remember that PE is still PE.
This story has been doing the rounds on twitter in South Africa today, but by tomorrow, it will be gone. Then next week it’ll appear for 24 hours on Facebook and then it will be gone forever and ever.
Therefore, it’s my job to ensure that it is recorded here for posterity. So here goes:
A Port Elizabeth man’s neck was broken when the dog’s leash he was wearing got stuck in the wheel of his car, Beeld newspaper reported on Monday.
Rob Emslie, 47, had worn the leash around his neck from time to time after his dog Sheevah died about five weeks ago.
His friend Andy Green told the newspaper Emslie got a new dog but struggled to get over the death of Sheevah.
He was wearing the leash when he visited a restaurant in Kragga Kamma last Monday.
Green said that when Emslie got into his car and closed the door, he did not notice a large part of the leash was hanging outside the car.
As he reversed, the leash got stuck in the wheel and broke his neck.
Police Captain Stanley Jarvis confirmed the incident.
Emslie’s new dog was with him at the time and drew the attention of a passer-by by jumping in and out of an open window of the car.
The new dog had not been seen since, Beeld reported.
Some stories don’t require any further comment.
This is one of those stories, except to say: Only in PE…
Just a quickie – some fantastic news has just come in from the pretty seaside village of Port Elizabeth, population 18 (+3 goats) that Ironman Pammie Jane is up the duff, in the club, renting out the guest room and has a metaphorical bun in the oven. All at once.
Yes, despite my desperate attempts to put her off parenthood, mainly by truthfully describing my experiences of er… parenthood, Mr and Mrs Ordinary Life have embarked on a journey which was once described to us as “completely life-changing”. Oh yes. That one falls neatly into the category of “a bit of an understatement”.
Never mind, eh? Many congratulations from all here chez 6000.
Have a drink on us. (Oh no – you can’t now, can you?)
While I’m not lazing in bed on Sunday, 6000 miles…regular and blogrollee, Ordinary Life (aka Pamie Jane), will be spending (she hopes) around 14½ hours swimming, cycling and running around and around the sleepy village of Port Elizabeth in the Ironman South Africa triathlon.
For those of you who are wondering, that’s:
- 3.8km swim (through shark-infested waters, nogal!)
- 180km bike ride, and then, just because you do,
- a full (42.2km) marathon.
Nuts. Completely and utterly nuts.
If you want, you can track Pamie LIVE on the day via the ATHLETE TRACKER link on ironman.com.
Her race number is 875.
Good luck Pamie, from all of us at 6000 miles…
Note: regular readers will be aware of my dislike for large-scale athletic events which disrupt the daily lives of local residents. This event, however, is completely fine by me as it is some 750kms away in PE.