When I was but a lad, there used to be NO SPITTING signs all over the place. Suppose there were a lot more smokers around then. But they just seemed to disappear. So imagine my surprise when, yesterday, I had to catch a bus and, next to the driver‘s cage, was a sign to the effect:
SPITTING is not permitted
on Transperth vehicles.
Drivers now carry DNA kits
to aid in the apprehension
of offenders.
How pleasant to find such a return to traditional values with a high-tech twist. Now I have strong mental images of drivers scraping yokka off the floor and sealing it in test tubes. Just hope they get extra pay for such forensic exploits.
And, talking of images, I’ll post another Work of Arthur soon. Then you can see who was ghosting behind John and Yoko.