Rubber Ducky, you're the one...

This morning I took housemate Alex out to the airport. On my way back I was overtaking a concrete truck when I noticed an ambulance a few cars ahead, and a nondescript black car in front of that. Suddenly the black car started spouting flames from under the bonnet. It was a little surprising, for everyone else on the road and also, I imagine, for the occupants of the car. They pulled over, and the ambulance pulled in behind them, which greatly impressed me. Everyone slowed down to drive past the poor smoking car with it's bewildered occupants, and then moved on.

I then found myself behind a hearse as I crossed the bridge. For a minute or two I was quite puzzled at how fogged up the windows around the coffin were, and naturally my mind started to ask questions. I then realised it was the frosted divider to the front seats I was seeing.

Honestly though, I stay home sick for one day and the world goes mad.