After jogging for longer than I had ever managed before, I came across a large funeral procession. The crowd lining both sides of the street were singing to the coffin. I jogged through the funeral parlour and bumped into SW who was admiring the napery. “When you see this,” she said, “you really understand the true meaning and purpose of tea towels.”

I agreed enthusiastically while making a mental note to myself to look up tea towels on Wikipedia as soon as possible.