| Comment | When the lockdowns started and it was mid-winter a neighbour I'd never done more than nod at appeared at my door with hot homemade meals for a few weeks, saying she'd heard that I had a bad chest and she wanted to make sure I was getting fed since I wasn't leaving the house much.
(To bring balance to the universe, this same woman's 14yo grand-daughter smashed my window a couple of months ago just for giggles. Such is Glasgow) |
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