...one day last week in the street. An elderly couple shopping:
She (plaintively): I only wanted a little diary!
He (crossly): Then you can buy it yourself!
And I thought, how sad. Once, they may have held hands, kissed, made love and maybe babies. Then he would probably have been delighted to buy her a big diary, embossed, in leather. And flowers as well.
How did it come to this?