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		<title>On The Way Home from the Office</title>
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This evening I left the office a few minutes earlier than usual because Mr C was working from home. I knew Mr C would have finished his work and I didn&#8217;t have to wait for him to travel from his office to home.
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<p style="text-align: justify;">This evening I left the office a few minutes earlier than usual because Mr C was working from home. I knew Mr C would have finished his work and I didn&#8217;t have to wait for him to travel from his office to home.</p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">I joined the always busy roundabout, that needs a bit of due care and attention to navigate around. I was waiting patiently for the traffic to move when I heard a crunch at the rear of my car. A sickening crunch that takes a few moments to process and realise that is you that has been hit&#8230; I moved my car as best I could out of the way of the other traffic trying to navigate the roundabout, so that I could exchange details with the young man in the other car.</p>
<p style="text-align: justify;">Most importantly neither of us were hurt apart from a little bit of shock!</p>
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