It's Monday morning. Time to go to the gym. Body put through its paces though more slowly than some pumping iron around me. Never mind. We are not in competition. Shower next. Down to the changing rooms but the lock on my locker will not yield to my blandishments. Clearly, someone thought it was theirs and turned the wheels. Now, I only ever turn one, so I can rotate it blind and sesame opens. No luck this time and without glasses, couldn't read the numbers clearly. The lady next to me has a go, can't manage without her glasses either! Turns out noone in the vicinity can. Someone younger approaches and opens the lock for me. That's what happens if you go to the gym at 10.30am when all the able-bodied people have gone to work!
Reminds me of a visit to Sicily when standing at a bus stop with others, a woman approached and asked something. No one answered and she then asked - probably in disgust - "Does anyone speak Italian?" Nobody answered but we all laughed.
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