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<blockquote data-quote="The Scoundrel" data-source="post: 583851" data-attributes="member: 1389">I actually went arse over tit at the end of a moving walkway in Manchester Victoria train station the other month when I went to watch Nouvelle Vague so this post may be apt.I was travelling with a friend who had recently had a stroke so I was watching out for him as he was a bit unsteady on his feet. We were trying to reduce the amount of walking we had to do so were pleased there was a moving walkway covering about 300 feet heading toward the exit. We got on and chatted as we travelled quite slowly along the footway, we were also looking at Google Maps to figure out which direction to take toward our hotel so were distracted from our environment. Our bags were set just ahead of us thereby blocking our vision of about 3 feet ahead. As we reached the end I was totally oblivious of the inch high lip separating the moving parts from the station platform and as my feet hit the lip I comically somersaulted over the bags and landed flat on my arse. Much as though I would have liked this to go unnoticed it was treated to a round of applause by the group of teens stood in proximity. I'm unsure as to whether any of the scrotes was recording this and searches of You Tube didn't show up any posts so I think my shame remains with my red face and the sight of me trying to redeem my cool persona.I kept my wits over the rest of the visit but my friend did suggest I should begin to carry a selfie camera always turned on as the content could make me a few quid. My life can mirror that of a silent slapstick movie at times but it's better than being boring.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="The Scoundrel, post: 583851, member: 1389"] I actually went arse over tit at the end of a moving walkway in Manchester Victoria train station the other month when I went to watch Nouvelle Vague so this post may be apt. I was travelling with a friend who had recently had a stroke so I was watching out for him as he was a bit unsteady on his feet. We were trying to reduce the amount of walking we had to do so were pleased there was a moving walkway covering about 300 feet heading toward the exit. We got on and chatted as we travelled quite slowly along the footway, we were also looking at Google Maps to figure out which direction to take toward our hotel so were distracted from our environment. Our bags were set just ahead of us thereby blocking our vision of about 3 feet ahead. As we reached the end I was totally oblivious of the inch high lip separating the moving parts from the station platform and as my feet hit the lip I comically somersaulted over the bags and landed flat on my arse. Much as though I would have liked this to go unnoticed it was treated to a round of applause by the group of teens stood in proximity. I'm unsure as to whether any of the scrotes was recording this and searches of You Tube didn't show up any posts so I think my shame remains with my red face and the sight of me trying to redeem my cool persona. I kept my wits over the rest of the visit but my friend did suggest I should begin to carry a selfie camera always turned on as the content could make me a few quid. My life can mirror that of a silent slapstick movie at times but it's better than being boring. [/QUOTE]

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