tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35619589.post3875647863147766219..comments2023-10-20T09:04:45.829+01:00Comments on My New Notebook: Overheard today...Cathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14103529618681254875noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35619589.post-81167440975870330112007-05-07T15:14:00.000+01:002007-05-07T15:14:00.000+01:00Does one of them wear a heather coloured tweed ski...Does one of them wear a heather coloured tweed skirt ( sensible length) and a pink lambswool cardigan ( motherofpearl buttons)? If that's the case, then YES,I DO KNOW HER!!Janhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08627338108089464863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35619589.post-67455849200267499472007-05-05T13:42:00.000+01:002007-05-05T13:42:00.000+01:00I'm afaid I didn't stay long enough to see how the...I'm afaid I didn't stay long enough to see how they coped with technology!Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14103529618681254875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35619589.post-81930117131945231972007-05-04T23:15:00.000+01:002007-05-04T23:15:00.000+01:00Ah, but could they work the till?The ladies of the...Ah, but could they work the till?<BR/>The ladies of the Oxfam shop down our way always have a long, dithery conflab over how to punch in the amount, open the till, work the Switch machine - in fact everything with a vaguely electronic edge.<BR/>Perhaps they're too busy imagining half-dressed men to bother themselves with selling stuff...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com