Getting It Right For Once.

I was standing outside the main entrance to the hospital yesterday when a middle aged woman walked by and stared at me. Now, you know what middle aged women do when they stare at me, don’t you? They smile, and I never understand why because I have the sort of face which doesn’t deserve to be smiled at.

But she didn’t smile; she said ‘Cheer up’ and walked on. And my faith in the perceptive faculty of the human middle aged female was elevated very slightly.