I've been given an item from the 'Peterborough' column of the Daily Mail published about 3 weeks ago. A reader had written in with details of a conversation between two old ladies in front of her at a Post Office counter queue which went along the following lines:
OL1: 'All right, are you, May?'
OL2: 'No, duck, had to have the fire brigade yesterday.'
'Did you have a fire then?'
'Oh, ar, a big 'un.'
'What happened then?'
'Me chip pan caught fire. It's never happened before and I've 'ad that blooming pan for more than 20 years.'
'What caused it then? To catch on fire?'
A long silence ensued. Then came the reply:
'Well, it's gobal warming, innit? Things just go on fire, automatic, like.'
(Writer of the letter was from Kidderminster, Worcs.)