There must have been a police car quite close, or maybe someone had seen it all and phoned them. I don't suppose the whole thing took very long, but it seemed to happen in slow motion.
The police car stopped just as I was arguing with Claire about turning Andy into the recovery position. Claire said his neck might be broken, and I should leave him, but I could see he was unconscious, so surely that means the recovery position? He might swallow his tongue or something.....
Anyway, Andy started to come round shortly after that. He looked really ill, rolling eyes, waxy skin.
The policeman radioed for an ambulance, then took charge of looking after Andy. I was still a bit confused and upset. Claire put her arm round me while we waited for the paramedics.
