GROAN WITH TWOTW
No one would have believed, in the last months of the summer vacation, that the Stock Market was being watched from a yacht in Portsmouth harbour.
No one could have dreamed that Mike Tyson would win the Eurovision song contest.
Few cat lovers even considered the risk of The Bishop of Bath and Wells being arrested for soliciting.
And yet, across the Gulfs of Madras, minds immeasurably weirder than ours, regarded a green and slightly runny pigeon dropping with total disbelief.
And slowly and surely, they recorded everything.