A few weeks ago I was walking to the shops. There was a lady in front of me with a labrador on a lead. As I passed them, the dog leapt up at me and put its muddy front paws all over my (white) coat, pushing me backwards. The lady didn't apologise - just saying 'oh Benji (or whatever) you are naughty.' She was actually smiling, but he was obviously too heavy for her to control as she had a job to pull him off me. My coat was filthy, I was so shocked I didn't say anything. How I wish I had.
What was the name of the corner shop you went to as a child?
You must be old if you have a purse or a wallet.


