GrandmaPam
'...he turned round and said..'
You have just reminded me of a dear lady who was my carer after I'd been involved in a motor accident.
She would bring me a cup of tea and sit and talk.
'So I turned round and said to my daughter, "you're making a rod for your own back" and she turned round and said to me, "well, Mum it's my back isn't it" and I turned round and said to her, "but not when the kids are at my place" but she just turned round and said..."
I had visions of these two whirling dervishes...
Her husband had 'prostrate' troubles; when her granddaughter began having nightmares, she was told 'the monsters are just a pigment of your imagination' and when her neighbour (turned round and) said she was considering a wood-fired heater, "You ought to get a pot belly like mine."
I'm sure it improved my recovery time with all the laughing I did, though it had to wait until she'd gone home, poor soul.