An odd thing happened to me on the way to work today. I was standing on Platform 3 at Hither Green railway station and a non-stopping train slowly rolled through. It blasted its horn and a plastic bottle hit me on the head.
Two women standing behind me explained that the bottle had been balanced on a roof beam above my head and must have been dislodged by the sheer air pressure of the train’s horn.
Still could have been worse: at least the bottle was empty.