Don't want to sound racist ....

I went in yesterday to report my car crash to the ghetto car rental that i get my hapless car from ... its run by a 70 year old cartoon character called John Day ... an old school wheeler-dealer - who guarantees some of the lowest prices in town provided you don't ask too persistently about where the cars came from ... or where the hub caps went ... or what some of the dodgy stains are ... i think you get the picture ....

However - Mr Day loves me since I throw in a free medical consult whenever I go to see him .... checking his blood pressure, his hearing aid, his pills etc .... and was very sympathetic and paternal at my horrid story .... he started writing the claim form for me .... and asked for a description of the crazy suicidal running man ....

"Well - I didn't get a good look at him - he was a young black male .... tattered clothes ... unkempt ... came out of the trees ..."

"Er - my dear .... how can we write this so we don't sound so racist? How about saying a native ran out of the bush?" ...... !!!


PS Thank you so much to all of you nice people that have phoned, commented, emailed etc after my very plaintive post .... am feeling much more chipper .... and very loved!