I finish a job, and start to roll back to Station for a nice relaxing cup of tea. As I pass one of the roads on my route I see a lot of firefighters, loads of police and a Duty officer’s car.
“Hmmm”, I think, “Something interesting there”.
Then I notice a strong smell of gas.
“A-ha, that’s what they are there for, someone has left the cooker on”.
So I continue on my way, with a bad taste in my mouth and roll up to the Station…
…Only to find a load of Officers, strange ambulance crews (well, I say strange, but what I mean is crews from out of our sector), and some St John’s people.
“Something happening”, I ask.
“Yes”, says one of my friends, “We are roaming London ready to deal with anything out of the usual”.
“In fact”, she continues, “We are here because there might be a Chemical incident in Lucas Avenue”.
“Oh Bugger”, I think.
So I let them know that I drove past it, and they tell me to sit in my car so that I don’t contaminate anyone. Apparently one of the tests for nasty chemical stuff came back positive.
I’m not too worried, if it was anything that nasty I’d already be dead.
They retest their samples, and it’s actually negative, the team are stood down, and I’m allowed out of the car, and back to work.
Still it’s nice to know that our people are still on the ball.