Not late night reading, this.

The other day I was told a horrific tale. An acquaintance of ours was walking down a street in London and heard a sudden bang and a loud explosion close behind him. He turned round to see that a man had fallen off a roof onto the pavement. In itself this was a pretty awful thought.
The police were treating the incident as a probable suicide until a woman came forward, in response to pleas for any witnesses, because she had been on the London Eye that afternoon and had seen a man climb onto a chair on the roof of a high building to take a photograph and saw him fall off.
Well I was sort of horrifascinated by this story (it's the sort of thing you'd find in a Michael Bulgakov novel) and tried to find a reference to it in the evening. Couldn't find it but instead found nine other stories about people falling off roofs. All within a few days. One of which was about a man convicted of manslaughter (I think) after falling drunkenly off a roof and killing a woman walking beneath.*

Once again I am amazed by the things that happen in the same world I live in. I think it's the same world anyway. It all depends on your viewpoint.


*In case I didn't make it clear, these were all news items..except the original story which had actually happened the day before.