The usual peace of my morning constitutional was disturbed by the sound of a siren.
From my vantage point three quarters of the way up a hill I was able to watch a police car speed into the township, past the turnoff which would have taken it up to our road, and head further inland.
A few minutes later another siren heralded another police car and an ambulance. That was followed by a third police car.
As I was going back down the hill about 20 minutes later I saw the ambulance heading back to town at a sedate speed which suggested either no-one needed urgent help or everybody was beyond it.
The grapevine tells me it was the former – an altercation between a car and a truck had, thankfully, resulted in only minor injuries.