First trip to Corfu
The week before I was 18, I went to Corfu with my brother and a couple of other people. This was the first time I had flown, and I did not like it, however, the holiday was good fun until we decided we were going to rent mopeds. I have no idea why I ever thought that was going to go well.
Anyway, we hired the mopeds for a day and off we went. I really did not enjoy it and was at the stage of giving up … I am not sure how I thought I was going to push a moped back to the starting point … so decided to stop the ‘thing’ and get off. Just as I went to put my foot down, I noticed a snake, virtually underneath my foot. I could have been alive … or dead … I really was not going to hang around to find out. The one thing I hated more than riding a moped was snakes.
I restarted the moped and was off … I had lost all fear of the bike as my fear of the snake had well and truly taken over. I raced passed my brother and the others, having been lagging miles behind. My brother was concerned that I had the accelerator stuck open and chased after me. I finally stopped and explained what had happened.
It cured me and I was fine for the rest of the day … and I remember the event well!