Yesterday. I hit a Muntjac deer on a country lane in north Hertfordshire. Luckily I was in the Mini and not on a bike. It leapt out of a cornfield on the right and though I managed to shed a lot of speed, I clipped it somewhere around its shoulder/head area with the front offside corner. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw it jump up the bank and into the field on the opposite side, so I went into the field to see if I could find it, but I couldn’t see it or find a blood trail and Iggy couldn’t sniff it out either, so it was either long gone or laying low and well concealed. Hopefully it will heal, because even though Muntjac are a bloody nuisance and it pushed my bumper in by an inch, cracked the paintwork and smashed the sidelight, I don’t like the thought of one suffering.
They will be like a lot of animals that get hit by a car. Run a few hundred yards then unfortunately realise they are dead.
They can run for a bit even if shot through the heart and both lungs, but I don't think I hit it hard enough to cause major internal bleeding.
Agreed to take part in a phone app led, health programme so I can understand how or what it is about my usual diet that is causing the spikes in my blood sugar levels. Well, I fell at the first hurdle I don't have a wearable health monitor. Also not sure where they think I'm going to find the time to upload pictures to the app of everything I eat, every day for the next 9 months Like that's going to happen when I'm trackside picking up crashed bikes and fallen riders Haven't had the 1-2-1 phonecall yet but I can't see that ending well. Andy
My girlfriend has a spare blood/sugar monitor you stick in your arm for 2 weeks. At least I can download the stored data in my own time and look for spikes. Andy
Wordy and a bit hammy, the second act was better. However it didn’t put me off and has made me consider taking a leaf out of your book and investing more time at the theatre. Matinee showing made a lot of sense.
