He felt heart sorry for the guy (who incidentally was schizophrenic). Fortunately, another passer-by helped out too, though many just didn't want to know when approached by Homer, who didn't have a 'phone on him. An awful reflection on society I reckon.
The woman who helped had just done a first aid course and was really efficient, Homer says. He donated various items of clothing to keep the guy warm and to stem the bleeding - he's come home with them and put them in the wash but we might just have to dump £60 worth of gear...
It also highlighted the fact that, because of the restrictions in the park, the ambulance couldn't get access. The police arrived on foot at first (about 10 minutes after the 999 call), then a paramedic (also on foot) then finally ambulance crew, who had to park up at the Sheep's Heid.
This follows on from another training run earlier on last week when Homer found himself surrounded by a pack of agressive dogs on the Craigmiller railway path (don't even think about it Porty
). And this is meant to be improving his health?
