Mrs G and I decided to take Coco The Wonder Dog, for a mid morning trot on Haresfield Beacon this morning. We arrived at the car park after a long slow climb up the long slow hill leading from the M5. The car park was full and unusually, there were two ambulances and a few ambulance persons wandering about. We spoke to a few other dog walkers, but no one seemed to know what was going on.
We decided to let Wonder Dog have his usual twenty mile run (we walk half a mile - he runs twenty) across the beacon. Then, behind us we heard the sound of several sirens. Three police cars arrives, blue lights flashing and screeched into the car park.
This is a National Trust site. It looked like a crime scene. We wandered off toward the Severn view with a couple of cops taking a parallel path a little lower down. There was some activity on the edge of the escarpment, but we kept a safe distance.
A brief distraction as Coco met Fudge and darted around rolling and tumbling while we passed the time of day with the Grandpuppy Sitters as they described themselves.
Boy, it was cold, so after chatting we did a U turn and headed back. Then, across the fields trundled a cross between a golf buggy and a tank, heading toward the officers and a bundle huddled at the edge...
We kept our distance again.
Back in the car park, there were even more police vehicles. We looked up for a helicopter, but there was none.
The Sitters told us that someone they knew, Irene, was walking her dog and he toppled her over and she had broken her leg. Hence the police and ambulance activity.
Goodness knows how many would turn up if there was a crime. And, if any of the criminal fraternity caught wind of the whereabouts of the police - the crime rate in the villages around the Beacon probably rose considerably.
Irene is okay. But how much did this all cost? Should I be reassured if I am toppled over by The Wonder Dog?
Mrs G would probably drag me back to the car and still expect me to drive home...
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