Having spent a good couple of hours contemplating death and double suicide in the library, to get me in the right frame of mind to read Romeo and Juliet, of course...I was pretty shocked to see a group of people huddled on the road of a busy roundabout on my way home. My overactive imagination of mass suicide was quickly ruled out when I saw a man sprawled on his back and a motorbike in the middle of the roundabout. Of course I don't know what was happening but it seemed weird to see the people crowding over him but not doing very much and the traffic carrying on around them like nothing was happening.

Since I would be of no additional help, I carried on walking home, and stopped at the traffic lights as two cars ran through red lights before a dad-a-likey slowed to let me pass as the green man was starting to fade.

All along the busy roads in Birmingham you see bunches of wilting flowers tied to trees and railing and lamposts and you just drive past thinking briefly of the tragedy of another faceless victim. People seem to have become desensitised to roadside deaths. The only time it ever seems to come into debate is over traffic jams or speed cameras. I've heard the argument that speed cameras are just a money making scheme, but surely if you didn't speed in the first place then you wouldn't have to pay the fine. There's the other argument that drivers will only slow down when they're in view of the evil yellow box and speed up again when they're not being watched. I am shocked that some drivers do not understand the purpose of speed cameras. They are not to catch you out, you're not that attractive that the DVLA want a photo of your shiny backside, they are there to keep the roads safe and the pedestrians off the hospital bed.

I'm thankful I have so far avoided a road accident and I hope that I will avoid them forever, although I have been very close on many times in the past. MY thoughts are with the mystery motorcyclist and the hundreds of people hurt in road accidents every year.