The other day I took my usual walk but this time I chose the local park. I had stopped walking in there due to the high number of dogs roaming free. I do not mind dogs, as long as their owners pick up their defacations after them.
I was enjoying what was a peaceful and tranquil stroll, admiring mother nature and her designs when suddenly this old lady came zooming and swerving at me in her mobility scooter. I was frozen to the spot out of sheer astonishment. I managed to hear her grumbling away but the overall speed did not allow me to understand what I had done wrong, if anything. This was not a race course after all…
I decided I was not in the wrong, she was, simply because this was a public park, with narrow public paths – for two pedestrians. Not some gangsta granny with some right of way and over the rest of the world. I then approached a member of staff and explained that there was an old lady on a mobility scooter, who very nearly ran me down.
“She has a dog?” he asked, I nodded. “We know about her” he added.
The realisation set in that I was not the first – how many others were there?
Upon sharing my experience with local friends, they inform me that there is an old lady that lives here, who has an ASBO for the way she drives her mobility scooter.
Why don’t people have to have a license to own a mobility scooter? Not everyone is ‘all there’ and not everyone can safely drive one. In the wrong hands, they can be fatally dangerous and destructive. “Much like some drivers need to have their license taken away.” a friend reflected.
Respect is earned, not given.
~ SJ (Sara Jae)