Not sure even now if she realised what she said or not...

Went to doctor a few weeks ago, to get results of blood tests.
Among many things, I am anaemic.
Did I spell that correctly? Anyway, my mother knows this.
So we are sitting in a cafe (very nice cafe, btw, must go back there one day soonish)
and she says to me in passing, 'You're very blue under your eyes.'
And I reply, 'Well, I AM anaemic, mum.'

Haha!

I thought it was funny anyway.
Like when you're sick and people keep asking you if you are ok, or telling you how awful you look.

Ford Prefect would understand.
'It's a nice day'
'You're very tall.'
'So this is it, we're going to die.'

You know....
Sometimes I find that I really do think better when I am talking to someone.
Ideas keep firing off in my brain.
Like Gordon Way.
Poor man.
Poor secretary Susan at the office.
I guess Douglas Adams did have a theory about people's thinking and talking being connected.
He mentioned it in both his major series' (sp?).