Talking to strangers

My DH often asks me how I know the person I’ve been chatting to - the one I just met on the bus or in a queue. I usually know as much about them as I do about my own family after a quick conversation. My dad actually used to call it “talking yourself related”.

I always talk to strangers, in fact my grandkids used to say ‘who’s that nan’ and I d say ‘well I don’t know’
I ve made good friends on journeys or bus stops etc in fact I ve got two good friends who I met from just a casual chat with a stranger
That’s what makes my world go round

Life is tough. People need reassurance sometimes.

Talking to strangers.

It's what we do here, isn't it?

Yes, I often speak to strangers, once at an airport in Canada, a much younger lady sat next to me for 15 minutes and literally told my husband and myself her entire life story!

Yes. I was in a supermarket queue a few years ago and the woman behind me told me she had just taken a call to say her son had hung himself. I asked her if I could call anybody for her or give her a lift home but she refused.

It’s always happening to me.

I had a hospital appointment recently, and the nurse doing my various tests told me lots of things about herself - she started the conversation. I used to be a community carer and kept many secrets that patients had confided in me.