Last Friday, I had just left my wheelchair bound wife with friends and was walking across the pavement to a bus shelter in Brighton's Old Steine, when suddenly I heard a roaring noise. I looked up and a skateboarder was coming straight at me. I tensed myself and he bounced off and went away with the usual sign of fingers up. I thought when I was a pensioner I would mix with the same.

A Walsh

-High Street, Brighton