Continuing "the awful Witch Hazel black hair saga" -
(See previous post if you are puzzled by that statement)
As luck would have it, I had to go TODAY to buy a new broom.
As I walked alone through the crowded mall, broom in hand, I found myself grinning like a lunatic, imagining someone coming and saying politely:
"Excuse me, scary Witch Hazel lady, but wouldn't it be quicker for you to just get onto the broom and ride?"
Now that is truly the last word on the subject.