I popped down to the post office this morning to post Stense's birthday presents. I got there ten minutes before it was due to open, so I waited. Eventually, just as the doors were being unlocked, an elderly woman weighed down with a large shopping bag appeared. I insisted she go before me, explaining that getting my parcel weighed and stamped-up would probably take a bit of time.
The elderly woman thanked me, shuffled up to the counter, and proceeded to remove bag after bag of copper coins from her shopping bag. "Can you change these for me, please?" she asked.
I always loved that phrase. All my life - well, so far - as a social worker - I have known it to be true. Fortunately, I have always seen the funny side of it and it has made me smile so many times.
Babs