A brief insight into the lives of others.

Sitting on the train this morning, listening to the telephone conversation of the sad-faced aging man across the aisle from me.
"I've got to get home as she's spontaneously combusted. No, that's right, apparently it's not pretty."

In spite of all appearances either that's one of the best train-carriage windup conversations I've yet encountered, or he has the most interesting home life I can possibly imagine.