When I got to the gym this morning there were several women in the change room who clearly knew each other from classes and whatnot. They wished one of them a happy birthday, and then the conversation segued to it being Remembrance Day (not surprisingly), and moments of silence at 11am and whatnot. And they agreed that they should have one.
The woman who, presumably, would be leading the next aerobics class then said, “Yeah, I don’t want to interrupt the lunges or anything, but certainly before the abdominals”.
Then she and another woman wandered off in a conversation about the other woman’s Hungarian grandfather who’d been forced to fight/work for the Germans, but he and his friends escaped and made their way home, and when they got there his wife and daughters didn’t recognize him, and…