I worked for a nursing agency, quite a long time ago as I am 85 now. I went to one place looking after an elderly lady, we used to go for walks together, her in a wheel chair. There was one place where she used to say,''over the road please''. One day I asked her why she always liked the other side at this particular place, She pointed at the shop windows over the road, '' I once looked in there, and wondered who this old lady was, in the wheel chair, I was horrified to find it was me''.
Actually she was very good looking, as I told her. However, now I don't like looking at my reflection in shop windows .Beth