It was foggy while I was walking home from work tonight. There was a dark and empty park to my left and a brightly lit shopping centre to my right, beyond the railway line. I looked across the park and thought I could see someone walking across the grass. I looked again but couldn't see anyone. I carried on walking and thought I saw several dark ghostly figures moving through the fog. It was a few seconds before I realised they were my own shadows, caused by the lights from the shopping centre.

All the teaspoons have disappeared from the kitchen in work. There are usually plenty first thing in the morning but they all go by lunchtime. No-one knows what happens to them or where they go. There are people trying to make cups of coffee using forks.