VIEWPOINT of a MODEST ROTARIAN
Your MR and his Good Wife were travelling through Melbourne’s outer eastern suburbs a few weeks ago when we came across an incident that has remained with your MR ever since.
It was late afternoon, the traffic was busy and, quite unexpectedly, a cyclist came off her bike and landed rather awkwardly on the footpath.
Now, one would have thought that on a busy suburban road, with plenty of people passing by someone might have stopped to see if she was alright.
But no. It seems everyone had somewhere else to be.
Everyone, that is, except your MR.