I have just been insulted in the street and I never realised! I have been out for a short stroll, taking advantage of the rare summer sun and collecting some much needed vitamin D. Along the way, I bumped into a lady who knew my parents from years ago. She must be in her late 90’s now and I wasn’t sure if she’d remember me, but, alas, she did!
I don’t want to reveal her real name, so I’ll call her what I’ve always known her as, Mrs Grumpyfart. Growing up, I recall she was a cantankerous old curmudgeon, always moaning about the price of things and how nothing was ever as good as it was back in her day. She used to look me in the eye and say, ‘Children should be seen and not heard..’ and when it was time to for her to leave would insist on giving me a kiss and a hug! She always had this strange smell of ‘cat’ about her, and it would stay with me for days after.
The first thing I thought when we just met was ‘I hope she doesn’t give me a kiss and a hug’, especially with all that beard growth and the lipstick that seemed to be everywhere but on her lips. Anyway, we chatted about old times and how she would visit us most Sundays in the family home. This is when she insulted me without me having a clue. She said, ‘Your father was a very good looking man, tall dark and handsome…….. you’re like your mother!!!’ I never batted an eyelid. We carried on talking for a few minutes more and then parted, thankfully without the close encounters.
It wasn’t until I got home and regurgitated the conversation that we had that I realised what she had said. Mrs Grumpyfart was in my life ever since I was born, so I know what she is like, and I know she knew exactly what she was saying when that insult came flying from her mouth. There’s truth in that old saying, ‘The Good Die Young’.