Sherlockhames
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I hope no one take this in a disrespectful way as it really isn’t meant in this way at all - but being a woman of the same age as NB (mother of 2) has there been any suggestion that she was perhaps just prosaically responding to a “call of nature”? I say this from my own experience as someone with a bladder not as strong as it once was…
She goes about her normal morning, perhaps has a coffee or so. Is listening to the teams call on speaker (something I do may times on my own, and as a woman walking alone, particularly with a dog to want to communicate with etc she is listening on speaker but on mute. She sits down on the bench to listen a bit more but realises she has a quite “urgent” need for a wee. She looks around and realises she is in the middle of nowhere. She also doesn’t really want to do it with her phone so close (in case of a mortifying technical fail that god forbid means the people on the call somehow see/hear her - that my would be my paranoia!). So she leaves the phone safely on the bench and dips down the steep bank so that she can get some privacy by the deeper undergrowth for what she thinks can be a v quick but discrete stop, but then somehow misjudged her footing by the bank. Then she topples into the water and cold water shock takes over.
Like I said, I hope no one considers this disrespectful in any way. It’s just how I could imagine I might behave in a similar situation. It’s not Willow who’s been in trouble, she hasn’t had any bizarre reason to be by the rivers edge - she was just looking for a bit of privacy and a horrible accident has occurred (perhaps she’s toppled as she shoos Willow away or something?). It would explain her being down by the river, and happening in a split second confuses Willow who doesn’t then know where she’s gone. It also explains why her stuff is still on the bench as she’s fully intended to go back to it within seconds and it probably wasn’t out of her sight. It also explains why there are no signs of slippage etc down the bank as she carefully negotiated her way to a safe but discrete position.
Like I said it’s just a theory based on the knowledge of an early-middle-aged-woman’s bladder and the sort of thing I would do in the same situation.
She goes about her normal morning, perhaps has a coffee or so. Is listening to the teams call on speaker (something I do may times on my own, and as a woman walking alone, particularly with a dog to want to communicate with etc she is listening on speaker but on mute. She sits down on the bench to listen a bit more but realises she has a quite “urgent” need for a wee. She looks around and realises she is in the middle of nowhere. She also doesn’t really want to do it with her phone so close (in case of a mortifying technical fail that god forbid means the people on the call somehow see/hear her - that my would be my paranoia!). So she leaves the phone safely on the bench and dips down the steep bank so that she can get some privacy by the deeper undergrowth for what she thinks can be a v quick but discrete stop, but then somehow misjudged her footing by the bank. Then she topples into the water and cold water shock takes over.
Like I said, I hope no one considers this disrespectful in any way. It’s just how I could imagine I might behave in a similar situation. It’s not Willow who’s been in trouble, she hasn’t had any bizarre reason to be by the rivers edge - she was just looking for a bit of privacy and a horrible accident has occurred (perhaps she’s toppled as she shoos Willow away or something?). It would explain her being down by the river, and happening in a split second confuses Willow who doesn’t then know where she’s gone. It also explains why her stuff is still on the bench as she’s fully intended to go back to it within seconds and it probably wasn’t out of her sight. It also explains why there are no signs of slippage etc down the bank as she carefully negotiated her way to a safe but discrete position.
Like I said it’s just a theory based on the knowledge of an early-middle-aged-woman’s bladder and the sort of thing I would do in the same situation.
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