I have nipped into a fairly nice local restaurant whiling away time until I collect my Grandson. I have just heard someone talking quite loudly describing a 78 year old woman as a poor old soul.
I am only 11 years of that, I feel so old, hope no one describes me like that. I am in no way offended. I am just musing how quick time goes, and it seemed only yesterday people described me as vibrant and energetic.
I love this time of the week dining alone and chilling.
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, but I must have been looking very poor old soul-ish yesterday when a young till assistant at Superdrug urged me to make sure to zip up my bag very carefully because there are pickpockets about. She'd already gently pointed out to me that the mini toiletries I'd bought for my holiday weren't very good value compared to the full size ones. And then she urged me to "take good care now" as I left the shop. I was quite touched by her obvious concern for an old dear, but I swear when I left the shop I felt at least 10 years older.