I HAVE just met the woman I aspire to be when I'm her age. For parking next to me at the local 'pay and display' was a lady of some stature.
She was a glamorous and well turned out late-80-something with all her faculties firmly still in situ and didn't need any help at the ticket machine to punch in her car's registration details, unlike me when I first used it.
Being the personable type, I strolled back to where I had parked up and noticed she was my 'neighbour'. She unlocked her door and placed the ticket inside .... of her gleaming white Toyota MR2 two-litre hatchback ... complete with personalised number plate.
In the boot, she rummaged around for her zimmer frame and after a brief chat, she was gone ... pleased as Punch that I had seemed so impressed with her aura.
If somehow I can make someone's day ... I will. All part and parcel of my Virgo disposition I suppose!
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