I forgot to order my mum's medicines earlier in the week so had to rush to the pharmacy this morning and throw myself on the mercy of the nice lady pharmacist. She helpfully gave me an advance on Mum's prescription and said that she'd let the doctor know what she'd done.
"So there you are," she said kindly. "I've sorted out all your worries."
I found myself saying, "Well, nearly. Maybe you also could arrange for someone to buy my mum's flat? It's for sale."
Without a pause, she said."I'll be round to see about it this afternoon."
Good at dealing with all kinds of silly customers, that lady.
Mum's had five lots of people round to view the flat in the first week. Which is promising, but stressful for her.