I was pootling along the canal towpath on my commute home last night - it'd be about quarter past five - when I was startled by a thwack / woosh sound coming from behind. I stopped and looked and couldn't believe what I saw. Tumbling through the air, with a parabolic trajectory, a flaming bale of hay was hurtling towards me like a hairy meteorite. I quickly dismounted and dived into some undergrowth as the bale splashed and sizzled into the water just yards away. Phew what a lucky escape.
I called the police on my mobile and the operator said "So, no harm done then hay."