I wasn’t expecting it. A few minutes before he and I had bickered and I was cross or at least out of sorts. And then suddenly I was upended, feet heading upwards and falling, hitting my wrist, my left knee against the tarmac. I was lucky. Nothing was broken. He drove up behind me, taking some time to roll down the window and ask what had happened. He took the umbrella and I continued my walk, shaken.
