Well, well, perhaps I am a bit of a talker. A popular fellow such as I am — my friends get round me — we chaff, we sparkle, we tell witty stories — and somehow my tongue gets wagging. I have the gift of conversation. I’ve been told I ought to have a salon, whatever that may be.
~ Toad, in Kenneth Grahame’s Wind In The Willows
I just got home an hour ago. It is slippery out there! Today during my lunch break, I chatted up a lovely lovely elderly lady who celebrated her 60th wedding anniversary. It all started when I complimented her of her well-coordinated outfit, teal blouse and accessories with black jacket. I asked her does she still keep 1960-ties dresses and I yapped about the new young trend of acquiring vintage dresses. We talked a little about that when her husband came and they left to celebrate their anniversary dinner. I congratulated them and the lady told her husband how gorgeous my smile is. Her compliment made my day.