Like some people who have their insecurities I can be pompous at times.
My mother would occasionally sneer and say You love the sound of your own voice, you do.
Something, ironically that would increase my insecurities as a child.
I was in the supermarket this morning and passed one of the staff, in an aisle.
She was a smiley, attractive middle aged woman.
She caught my eye and chirped “ You’re from Sheffield arnt you?”
I preened a bit and laughed “ Do you remember me ?”I said, thinking she must have a good memory of me or perhaps she was a blog reader who suddenly recognised me
We stood looking at each other , smiling for a second
Then she pointed at my T-shirt
Before walking off
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