Save some money by not fixing the brakes on your car, not a good idea. Not sure why my multi quoting is going all wrong.
Putting a gate up, preventing access, boarding up or fencing off an area, does not and cannot reduce your liability if someone has an accident on the property that you are in control of. It may reduce the risk of a claim but it does not reduce your liaibility. A security expert will always say lock and secure and restrict access. Insurance policies insure to the highest level of risk and you cannot discount the liability nor can you ask someone else for indemnity. It actually does not matter if the person who is injured in an accident is there with your permission as the site is open to the public at times. The fact is that the lad who hurt himself on the gate has a claim against the SMC PL policy. The fact is that climbing the gate maybe foolish, but climbing a gate is not illegal and even if it was he still has a claim. This is actually a HSE incident and should be investigated. I wonder if there was a risk assessment conducted that included someone climbing the gate?
The world just needs to stop being soft, the lad should just be told his own stupidity is the reason he got hurt nobody else's, the sooner we make being responsible and accountable for their own actions the better.... Just imo of course
Not quite that simple, if a walkway was built as a short cut and in use for 15 years and is then blocked by a gate at one end then it is not unreasonable to expect someone will climb over the gate.
Metal ****ing gate, pfft, I think back some 50 years ago and think of some of the things we used to get up to I grew up down Kimberley Street, off Argyle Street, we used to climb the massive railway diesel tanks at the bottom of Londesborough Street and slide down the feed pipes, playing at being firemen. We'd play tig in the wood yards jumping from bale to bale, the bales were stacked three bales high and used to wobble like **** when we jumped off them. We'd run across the railway tracks, occasionally getting chased by railway workers, to go hunting salamanders and duck eggs in what was known to us as 'gloomy wood', only realising years later that it was Hymers College. We'd **** about in burnt out cars on bombed buildings, shattered glass and rusty metal all around us. We'd play hide and seek in derelict buildings, once getting locked in a ****ing walk in freezer in the old Co-op building on the corner of Londesborough and Wenlock streets. Climbing on the roof of Thomas Stratton School to recover our football, one the lads falling off and fracturing his skull. Climbed lamp posts, sitting up at the top making claw shadows on the streets, and loads of stuff that I've no doubt forgotten about. I survived it all, loved it all, and wouldn't change a ****ing thing.
Did they have an expectation of a risk and have it assessed before building the tallest floodlights in Europe at Boothferry Park? Or just think no one would be such a stupid **** as to think climbing them was a good idea, and if they were and something happened it would be their own ****ing silly fault?
I actually thought that you had a bit more about you. This is your reward for trying to be a clever ****er. They did have an expectation of risk when they built the lights that's why they put safety rings around the ladder!
I remember doing that. I lived on Marfleet Ave The first house that i ever bought. Gorge dock cranes pointing the wrong way on a night **** telly for us that night.
And what if someone had tried to climb up not using the ladder? The safety ring were there for the safety of workers involved in maintenance and repair, not in anticipation of silly ****ers deciding to climb up because it's a laff innit?
You used to get a late film on a Friday night on TTTV sometimes with a bit of nudity in it. Hammer House of Horrors always had a busty wench getting ravaged by a vampire or a werewolf. At 10 years old that sort of stuff terrified the **** out of me. Come to think of it at 55 that sort of stuff still terrifies the **** out of me. Don't mind the wenches but gore and horror aren't my thing.