Saturday 10th January 2026
I chatted with a lady, in her eighties, at the bus shelter on the northern side of the Market Place, Warminster, this morning. She told me she lives on her own. I asked how she kept herself busy. She said she didn’t watch much television, especially in the evenings, as it was “a load of tripe.” She said she kept her mind active by doing crosswords, cryptic ones, although she said she doesn’t always complete them. She said she also writes philosophical things but not for anyone else to read. She said she writes them as a release and then later she burns them.