Blown off my face in a strong Wellington gust at the corner of Adelaide and Riddiford, then run over by a van, and then several other cars, ground into polarised dust
Fallen off the top of my head into a wretched, neglected beachfront public toilet – technically not lost, but sitting in someone else’s toilet water, essentially dead to me
Left on a toilet paper dispenser at another wretched public toilet, then forgotten (went back to get them but gone) – ironically, I was trying to avoid the fate of the glasses from the previous point
Stolen by a burglar, who, likely disappointed at the lack of high-end electronics or jewellery, probably figured he/she may as well grab some decent sunnies
Smashed on the top of my head when the boot of the car fell down on my head while unloading someone else’s ski gear up the mountain