Well, I do, anyway!
Driving back home along the M25 recently, we came up behind this rather delightful vehicle. I was extremely tired and wondered for a split second if I was hallucinating, but no – Other Half could see it too!
Bowling along at a useful 70 miles an hour, there they were. Six chimney stacks riding along in the back of an open truck! I wondered, in my punch-drunk state, if there was there another one inside, doing the driving.
Could they be on a Young Stacks outing or something? Perhaps it was the inaugural meeting of ‘Smokers Anonymous’ – political correctness having come down sternly upon the very fabric of the building? That’s it! They were probably off to rehab!
Apparently not. For shortly afterwards we came upon the second Funny Thing to see on a Motorway. One house, on the back of a low-loader, minus its chimneys, naturally.
Those young chimneys had got left behind! A sort of ‘No Home Alone’ situation, I rather thought. They were merely trying to catch up.
Not off to rehab at all – but I was nearly right.
They were … dare I say it? … off to prefab.