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An elderly mother and her thirty-something daughter are seating themselves at a street-side cafe.

MOTHER: Oh my word, you know I just can’t cope with these shopping marathons any more. All these people!

DAUGHTER: Mmmm. I hate it when the sales are on. Everybody’s just so rude. And the sale stuff is just rubbish! I didn’t see a bloody thing I wanted all day.

MOTHER: Oh well, at least the one good thing that came out of today was that I managed to get that new washing line at last.

DAUGHTER: Well, that and Dad getting the all-clear from cancer.

MOTHER: Oh yes. There was that, wasn’t there.