So my landlord comes back from a repair at a nursing home across town and is relating to me what kind of day the head nurse was having.

"A semi nearly ran me off the road..."

"Someone ran a red light and almost side swiped me..."

"I was coming from visiting a patient and saw some guy along the street who was selling mopeds! He was in a kilt! And mopeds!"

My landlord couldn't help the grin. "Want to know where my shop is? I rent space to the moped guy."