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.