We took my mother-in-law to Sainsburys yesterday, where we met her next door neighbour and had to give her a lift home. This next-door neighbour is an aggrieved person whose father used to be a communist shop steward- and she started talking about how Asians should have their own bathhouses and not pollute "ours" and I called her a racist and we both became spluttering and incoherent. I wish I could be Buddhalike about these provocations, but it appears I can't. Afterwards I said to Ailz that I seem to have a thing about getting into arguments with shrill and opinionated old ladies and she pointed out that this particular old lady is approximately the same age as me- and might even be younger. Oh.