I WRITE in the hope that one of your extensive, diverse and knowledgeable readers will be able to shed some light on the following questions that have been puzzling me for most of the past week.
I wonder why anyone should be travelling in the passenger seat of a car carrying an egg in his hand at 11.30pm one night.
What can have possessed this person to throw the egg at a passing cyclist and what satisfaction could this strange person have obtained when they could not see whether they had hit the target or not?
I also wonder how they came by the egg at such a late hour. Was it bought specially for the purpose at a garage shop or the ever-open superstore? Was it only one egg or one of half a dozen?
I doubt if the egg thrower will be writing in to explain this quirky behaviour because such people are hardly likely to be among your readers, but you never know?
CLIVE STANNARD Great Sankey
