When I was a patient in A&E after being rushed to hospital with chest pain. After feelig a bit weird loads of Drs came rushing in sticking needles everywhere and calling to get me to resus. They thought I had an aneurism. When they realised their mistake one of the drs asked the nurse to get me a blanket as I was shivering. I told him most politely that I wasn't cold I was f***ing terrified
Sliding down La Face in Val D'Isare on my arse, both skis off, no poles and totally out of control at what felt like 100 miles an hour, heading inexorably towards a rather long drop. Stopped by a safety net. Nearly poohed my pants!
When my son run out between two parked cars while I was paying for his haircut into the path of a Vauxhall Vectra and everything went slow motion as it hit him and he went flying up into the air
Being in the back seat of a Morris Minor Estate (the half-timbered variety), as it rolled over, while negotiating a bend on the A5 in North Wales - demolishing dry stone walls on BOTH sides of the road.
Fortunately, no other vehicle was involved and none of the four of us on board were in the least bit injured.
I don't remember the bit when I was thrown out of the vehicle on to the grass the other side of one of the demolished walls.
I jumped through a plate glass window on the 8th floor of a spanish hotel once. Thankfully we were on the side that had balconys, otherwise I'd have been scraped up into a pizza box.
Oh, and I left my TV on standby all weekend once without realising. It could've caught fire or anything.
Pulling up outside my first ever 'House Fire - person(s) reported missing,' and my Commanding Officer saying to me, "right - get rigged" (ie - put your Breathing Apparatus set on).
That was scary.
first time was a bin blowing up in Newry (N.I) that took my mates legs off and left me temporarily blind and deaf.
second time was when our patrol got ambushed in county antrim 6 months later but we managed to 'evade' that one
the only other time i can recall was......
seeing a 1000lb bomb bouncing over our landing craft at san carlos or another mate getting his foot blown off whille i was 20 feet away
other than that its been pretty boring
so......to those people the other week (you know who you are) who said that i ought to get a life........i say to you
Hitting a patch of black ice on a road outside Moscow, skidding, hitting the central reservation, spinning to a stop. I then watched, as if in slow motion as a bus, which had also hit some ice hurtled towards the car. I braced waiting for the impact which never came as the bus missed the car by feet.
Being attacked by a bull at the running of the bull in Cascais on my stag do. My own fault really.
Covered in bruises and cuts, there was a big bull and a little bull. I stayed close to the little one. This was a bad move as it was far more nimble and agressive that the big fat docile one. Anyways it didn't like the look of me, cornered me and gave me a right goring including trying to get its horns under me and flip me up in the air.
Somehow i was relatively unscathed - got treated by paramedics with arnica, interviewed by local TV and sent on my way.
I nearly drowned in mud/river bed near Lower Halstow in Kent on a school holiday. I was in it up to my midrift and scared rigid - which was good, because if i'd wriggled i'd have gone under. Had nightmares about it for years...
I drove me & a mate off a Spanish cliff on a Quad bike once. Later found out it was only meant to have one person on each Quad Bike but the Spanish thought "it would be ok'. My mate leaned off the back to stick 2 fingers up at the people below, and the front wheels went in the air & wouldn't steer the Quad. I remember grabbing a stick as my mate flew over me & landed on the only path in the area 40 metres below...
I was in a small local boozer in Liverpool, by my student halls, with my future wife, when I saw one of her mates the other side of the room arguing with some scrawny little scouse bloke.
It was getting a little bit heated and she was only a tiny girl, so I went over and asked if everything was okay.
The guy was clearly on crack or something and barely coherent, so rather than trying to reason with him I just took her by the arm and tried to lead her away.
At this point crack-goon introduced a gun into the equation, which was a little frightening, to say the least, given that the guy was totally out of it.