馃У Oh yes, there are always old people in villages who reject all progress" one said at my address.
I knew this in theory, but it suddenly dawned on me how much I am now seen as a nice old lady who crochets and probably looks back on a life full of grannies.
I hate myself when I have to show them that they're not talking to a mindless crochet hook. Just one sentence about my years of journalistic research about petroleulm history. Suddenly, that deep breath, the realisation that I am not a