The rain in Spain

can’t they see it’s raining?”

That very afternoon I too had to call out the Local Police; I too was hit by a car.

It was still pouring when I set off to record an event. I stopped at the zebra crossing just as you come off the roundabout on the A397 Ronda Road to take the A7 towards Estepona. Two children started to make their way across when suddenly I felt myself shunted forwards with a surprising amount of force. I literally didn’t know what hit me.

The van behind me hadn’t seen me or the crossing, let alone the children that could have perished there and then if they’d have been even a few steps further forward. Just the thought of what could have happened had me catatonic.

I only called the police be­