Perhaps there’s a fault in my chemistry.
“Hazard warning light. We put that on when we have to stop in a dangerous place. Or if we cannot drive safely for whatever reason. Rusty said I needed that one so I’ll put it on now.” Lyla set it flashing.'
'The bladdered fellow tumbled over a rock, rose and fell on his arse in the sand. Somehow doing so without dropping his whisky bottle.'