The only thing which I believed was falling on my head from the sky was an apple, which caused me a bump, and not even that fell from the sky but from an apple tree !
Other people have more luck, like my father for example. He was sleeping in the garden on a deckchair, his mouth wide open. The sound he made disturbed me while reading a book ! Suddenly he pushed a scream and smeared something over his face ! A friendly pigeon had flown over father4s head and had dropped something which should bring luck. I laughed my head off (hiding inside the house) while he was furious and swearing at the poor bird. Mother came running outside because her Darling had screamed and washed his face ! Malicious joy is the best joy !
