Vehicle crime sinks to a new low

I spotted this on the pavement opposite my office.

You know times are hard when people are jacking wheels off buggies...

Another weird life event

Genuine phone conversation this afternoon:

Sian: My chickens have arrived. Do you want to come over and meet them?

Me: I'd love to, but I've got to go to the fabric shops to buy fur for my lion costume.

Am I somehow living in an American comedy-drama? Maybe the real me is lying in a coma somewhere.

These things only happen in soap operas don't they? Er, no,...

On Tuesday a work colleague discovered that, due to a mistake in the paperwork, her marriage wasn't technically valid. I thought that only happened in badly-written movies and soaps.

Yesterday another friend told me that she was repeatedly having dreams about me, and in the latest instalment in the saga we were the new presenters of the One Show. (Which is doubly weird considering current presenters Adrian Chiles and female colleague have allegedly shacked up together)

Life is getting weird.