Grandma has been talking about buying herself some new trousers, so I gave it some thought and decided that a visit to Marks and Spencer’s “Classic” section should do the trick. We arranged to go shopping this afternoon and when Andy the wheelchair taxi diver arrived, he suggested that the Fort Shopping Centre in Easterhouse would be ideal, because he could drop us off right at the door, and the journey would take only twenty minutes. Off we set, but there was a slight hitch; Grandma had broken one of her hearing aids and the other one wasn’t working properly. The hearing aids do break from time to time, I think it may be because of how often the batteries need to be changed, eventually they kind of come apart. Today Grandma couldn’t hear a thing. I arranged to take them for an emergency repair tomorrow, but in the meantime I had to communicate with her by miming. I was like Marcel Marceau in Marks and Spencer’s as we perused the racks of trousers, but luckily Grandma didn’t have to mime back to me because I could hear her responses. Grandma chose two smart pairs of trousers and a cream coloured top, and then we went to the food section and picked up a few groceries. At one point Grandma said “Corned beef!” and I thought that she was referring to her hearing problems in Glaswegian rhyming slang! But in fact she was gesturing towards some corned beef in the cooked meats section that she wanted to purchase. She was very pleased with her shopping and hopefully tomorrow normal hearing will be restored.
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