I will go to my grave thinking of this and so I ought to. I really need to be punished for this.
Deliberate or accidental, I cannot remember, but I think deliberate.
I rode my bike over a blue tongue lizard. Blue tongue lizards are marvellous critters. We had a pet one that lived under a tank when we were kids. It used to pop up to say hello to us every evening when we were sent off to collect a billy of milk.
So why when I saw one on the road, did I feel the need to ride my cycle over it and make its guts bulge out of its side?
I have never had any doubt that I will go to hell when I die, for that I deserve to.