Street Sadness

Two young men walking down Shaftesbury Avenue. One sneezes and says, "I think Barbara has given me her cold." The other thinks for a  second before replying, "I don't think so. I saw her yesterday and she still has it."

On a bus wending its way through Millbank, a little boy gazes at the clear sky. He turns to his mother and says, "Mum, does the sun have a skellington? Or is it just soft and blobby like an octopus?"