The head of a Gravesend school yards from where a 12-year-old girl was hit by a car and dragged under a bus this morning is calling for urgent action…
… to slash the volume of traffic.
Eh..?! How..? What’s causing it?
The section of Rochester Road, between the junctions with Forge Lane and Church Walk is home to a large primary school and two secondary schools with a total of just under 3,000 pupils.
Mr Stanley says the headteachers at St John’s Catholic Primary and Gravesend Grammar are also concerned for the safety for parents and children on that road due to the sheer volume of people during the school run.
Ah! Now it all becomes clear. The volume of traffic is caused by the schools!
Meanwhile, he has also spoken to Gravesham MP Adam Holloway who also has “grave concerns” about the stretch of road which has seen a number of crashes involving school pupils in the past few years.
He said: “It appears this morning’s accident was not caused by the speed of traffic.
“There may have been others in the past, this was more to do with volume.
“It’s nothing new, it’s rather one incident after another.
“I would welcome the opportunity to sit down with the people responsible for transport to see what can be done at certain parts of the day.”
Perhaps you’d like to point out to the headmaster that instructing his little charges to use some road sense might be a better use of his time.
This is a major problem around any school – I was driving recently at school time and about to pass a bus that had pulled in to disgorge its gaggle of crisp-munching, iPhone-fiddling schoolkids. Knowing their habits, I slowed to 15mph as I approached, which was just as well, as a group of 12-13 year old girls in school uniform appeared from the front of the bus, blithely crossing the road without looking – indeed, two of them were chatting, one was on the phone and the other texting.
Laying on the horn brought a sneer over the shoulder of the tallest one that I had only seen previously on the face of my Siamese cat when presented with food she didn’t like.
So I hit the window button and treated her to a run down of her parent’s likely marital status, a critique of her indicative IQ and low-rent dress sense and a prediction for her likely future employment prospects in any non-horizontal role that wiped the smile off her haughty, made-up-like-a-Shepherd-Market-whore face.
But if I hadn’t known the area and had been travelling at normal speed (or just driving like most of the probably unlicensed lackwits), I’d likely have wiped her out, and her equally dim-witted friends…