At the beginning of the week, I went into a Post Office in a local town, one I had never used before. One of the assistants behind the counter came over to talk to me. She asked, " Was my name Diane?","Did I used to live in a certain village?". I looked at her but didn't recognise her. She explained that she was about 12 years older than me, but had lived just around the corner from me when I was little and she recognised me!!!. The last time she saw me, I would have looked like this. I still have the fringe, and the bags under the eyes, but I thought I had changed a bit more than that! I love it when bizarre things like this happen.