I once took a trip to the bridge over the River Kwai. A group of Japanese tourists were waiting at the station for a train running across the river. When the train arrived, some of them excitedly pointed at it and they rushed to the platform, uttering 'oo
I was standing there dumbfounded, asking myself what was so exciting about a train. But after a while it dawned on me that those Japanese must have been entranced by the antiquity of the train – rusty with squeaky wheels and all – and probably believed that such a thing belongs in a museum or on the sea bed as an artificial reef.
Separately, I have words for the Constitutional Court Justices: “Something that is leaning will eventually tip over.”