Not only do I talk to myself, and always have done, I talk to the cats, to household appliances that are playing up, to my computer when it annoys me, to my sewing machine, which rarely annoys me as we have had a close relationship since I was 25.
I also, without shame or apology, talk to strange cats and dogs that I meet, to the local farmers' milk cows and to any baby who is polite enough to send me a big smile from the safety of his or her pram or parent's arms.
And believe me, parents still go all gooey when you tell their babies that they are lovely, happy children!