Our village surgery is small and we all tend to know one another. Collecting our pills this morning, I greeted those waiting with a cheery 'good morning' and then found myself asking a fellow I know quite well 'How are you?' I've always thought, bearing in mind the location, that this is a particularly stupid question to ask but still find myself doing it!! Anyone else as daft as me?
In a similar vein (clever eh?!!), I find I am now of an age that, when people ask me 'How are you?', I start to tell them!! Never a good thing!!
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When I had an abcess on my buttock, removed by surgery, I needed the dressing changed by my local GP nurse. Because sitting on the dressing was sore, I would run to the surgery (summer, so in shorts and t-shirt). When I arrived I was looking healthy and well tanned amongst the broken limbs, eye patches etc. Many of them were wondering why I was there and what was really wrong with me. I had some very strange looks as they moved away from me.
I got it when tom gave me a telling off . ( I was not alone) I decided therefore that I needed to be nicer, hence the new all sweetness and light me. So glad that you noticed, obviously it was worthwhile. Good to hear from you again, how is hardliner doing these days. @Easyliner@tommiesgirl@harryflatters