On September 10, I went to the beach in Blyth and walked along the beach road then up to the old toilets to go on the prom.
As I did so, I saw a man, three women and a boy of about seven-years-old.
They went up the cycle track. By the time I got to the toilet the boy was riding his bike towards me and I shouted and told him to stay on the other side of the path – he had his head resting on his handle bars.
He was going too fast.
Next thing I knew I had been knocked out.
When I got up I could vaguely hear the man asking if the boy was alright.
I didn’t know where I was. I rolled myself over and tried to make my way to Blyth Hospital.
They never asked if I was alright.
I got down to the hospital in a lot of pain and blood was running down my arm and hand and on to the hospital floor.
I had been hit in the shoulder and the nurse said I would have to wait until new skin repaired itself on my arm.
Ms D C Todd