I finished this thought process just as I got back to our container and as I was opening the door Oli said, "he's had an accident." "Who's had an accident?" "The falafel guy. He's in hospital and that's why they weren't answering the phone, they all went to the hospital."
Weird that he was hurt with our falafel in his hands (ok, in the little compartment on the back of the scooter) just as I'd been thinking about it. Poor guy, I hope he's alright now.