Well it was shopping day again, I did my usual, bought duplicate of what I already have at home and ignored the stuff I've run out of.
I then queued up to pay my poor man's tax and buy a lottery ticket, next to the queue was a frail old lady, must have been late 80's early 90's.
A young man leaves the till having purchased what he needed, the old lady starts to get upset and shout's look he's forgotten me I knew he would, what am I to do I'll never catch up, so , I shout after the chap Oi, you've forgotten something, ASDA goes quiet, embarrassed the guy slowly walks back, I point to the little lady, She's nothing today with me squire he say's, at that moment another bloke of similar age and similar stature leaves the queue and says, mother I told you I wouldn't be long, come on I'll take you to the car.
The young woman that had been in front of me turned and said, serves you right for poking your nose in, you should have done what I did and ignored the, 'Darling Old lady', (she didn't say that but it's a family site).
Should I? My Mum ended up like that, I would hate to think she was left to the mercy of such an unfeeling witch as that young person.
