A couple of days ago, someone in a village nearby got a little surprised as he stepped into his garden in the morning: there was a red car in his swimming-pool. It appeared that his neighbour’s son had decided to go for a little ride in the late evening, but somehow he had ended up not on the road but in the swimming-pool. He had managed to get out of the car and he wasn’t injured, but I suppose there was some repair work to be done on car and pool.

On the topic of items in places they normally don’t belong: This morning, as I was going to buy some apricots, I spotted a book on a roof just around the corner.