death drives a daihatsu

I had some terrible news this morning. One of the truck drivers that used to bring stuff to the old supermarket I worked at has died, after a terrible accident.
He was driving on a dual carriageway at the weekend and got stuck in traffic. He leant right out of the window to see what was causing the hold-up, and some twat in a van trying to roar past everyone caved the back of his head in with his wing mirror.
I’ve spent most of today considering my own mortality, and thinking how fleeting and futile life is, and generally feeling awful and depressed.

However, just to prove there can be creative inspiration in even the most unpleasant circumstances:

R.I.P. driver.
You used to deliver stock;
now you are headless.

RC 4-9-11