It was the sonic boom and shattering of glass as I passed Boots Chemist that brought home the danger that I was in.
Of all the places to land, it had to be the top of steep hill, well anyone who knows Lincoln will realise this is a difficult hill to descend even when shod in sensible footwear.
A cobbled 3 in 1.
To ride out this cobbled concrete cresta, encased in a NHS dragster was not part of the plan.
Having twirled numerous shoppers, launched a coin operated, ride on, Fireman Sam, into the air.
The speed then rose to a point where the world was a blur, the last thing I remember hearing was "what the F*!".
Followed by a horrendous
smell. Apparently it was the first death ever reported on a Portaloo.