Today when I was on my round I noticed an elderly man waving goodbye to his wife as he left the house. He crossed over the road and carried on looking over his shoulder, waving to her as she stood at the living room window.
We were just about to cross paths when I said, "I thought she was waving to me then, mate. I was going to wave back."
He laughed and said, "You have to say goodbye when you leave the house, you never know if you're going to come back."
He carried on walking down the street and didn't stop waving until his wife was out of sight.
Nice, I thought.