My DH and I seem to have reached that age where younger folk offer help and assistance. It’s only started happening recently, and, I must admit to finding it slightly amusing.
In McDonald’s the Lobby Hostess helped me to negotiate the electronic menu/order system. I’ve used it many times before unaided, but she genuinely wanted to help so I let her. She probably thought this poor old fogie didn’t understand such modern things, bless her.
Loading three 50 litre bags of compost (3 for £12, not a bad price we didn’t think) into his trolley at Asda yesterday a young man came up to DH and offered to help, which was kind.
It’s a strange feeling I must say.