Julie was sorry for herself on this grey January morning. Her husband had recently left her and she had started smoking again. To make matters worse the bus was late and a cold wind blew through to her soul.
Then she saw Valerie.
"How are you, dear?" Julie enquired.
"I'm just walking to the shops. Next week I'm going to visit my son in Australia."
Valerie was ninety and blind but her hair and general appearance were immaculate.
Julie felt ashamed of her self-pity, put out her cigarette and made a late New Year's resolution to be positive.
Then she saw Valerie.
"How are you, dear?" Julie enquired.
"I'm just walking to the shops. Next week I'm going to visit my son in Australia."
Valerie was ninety and blind but her hair and general appearance were immaculate.
Julie felt ashamed of her self-pity, put out her cigarette and made a late New Year's resolution to be positive.
