ASYLUM

* Is it that obvious?

Walking back up the high street after shopping this weekend, some street vendor — didn't hang around long enough to find out what he was selling, but there's a bunch of mobile phone shops in the area that usually have early-20s wideboys on the streets trying to pester people into changing their calling plans — accosts me with the opening line of:

"Excuse me, are you a serial killer?"

Sadly, my mind was on other things, so I didn't give the proper response of swiping the photo-ID card off his jacket with a slow smile and the answer, "Not yet."