Having made my purchase, a present for a colleague, and secreted it about my person I was hovering by the door waiting for the tide of pre-christmas shoppers to subside so I could limp from the building. A woman of uncertain age and social background flounced into the shop and demanded at the top of her voice,
'Ave you got any funny books about, er, er, senior moments!I slipped out of the door and jotted down the statement verbatim. My memory is not what it was.
