Unexpected

Not only that I should be flaunting flowers, but how they came to us.

C was standing at the bus stop on Friday, returning from work, when a young woman at the stop handed these to her saying: "I've realised I have nowhere to put them, would you like them?"

C spent the journey home convinced that they had a bomb or poison in them but as yet they haven't blown up and none of us have dropped off our perches..