Crash, Bang, Wallop

Some old boy hit my (or rather my firm's) van up the arse on the way to work this morning, wrote the van off but nobody hurt so no problem.

I did however have a nice time waiting for the AA truck, standing on a fenland sluice gate looking at the admittedly flat scenery with nothing to do, whilst the rat race trundled past me on the A10.
Now I know what it'll feel like leaning on my garden gate in my dotage. Relaxed.