[originaltext]M: I suppose you must have heard about that great piece of concre

M: I suppose you must have heard about that great piece of concrete falling onto a car in that terrible accident in South Street yesterday, didn’t you, Jane?
W: Yes, I saw it in the paper.  From a 200-foot high building, wasn’ t it? I gather the driver had just got out or he’ d have been killed, wouldn’t he?
M: Oh, yes. I saw the car; it was totally damaged.
W: You usually park your car around there, don’t you, Bill?
M: Yes, I left it in that very spot a couple of days ago, but yesterday it was parked up the road.
W: You were lucky then, weren’t you, Bill?
M: Out of luck, you mean! I’ d be very pleased if my old car were smashed to bits. I could claim from the insurance company then, couldn’ t I?
W: But you used to be so proud of your car, didn’t you?
M: I used to be years ago, but now there are all sorts of repairs to be done, and I just haven’ t got enough spare cash to put it right.
W: You can always sell it, can’ t you?
M: Few people are stupid enough to buy a car in that state, are they?
W: The man whose car was crushed yesterday was very annoyed about it. He’ ll be given a new car by the builders, though.
M: Yes, but his car was a specially-built model that can’t be replaced, and there was hardly anything wrong with it, was there ?
W: Well, that’ s life! When people actually want to get rid of their cars, this sort of thing seldom happens, does it?