That's right nana!

Well she's not my nana actually.

And I never say nana anyways. 

It's Lola.

I was sitting in my doctors waiting room yesterday and I over heard the convo of an  elderly lady in a wheel chair ( with really good orthopedic shoes I may add) - maybe 85ish and her daughter maybe 60ish.

They were talking about so in so from wherever and what he was doing then that topic finished and there was silence.

Then, after a bit.....

Lola: Are you hungry?

Daughter: no not yet, but we can go for lunch soon after you see the Doctor. 

Lola: okay.

Daughter: Did you want to go to lunch?

Lola: yes 

Daughter: are you hungry? 

Lola: I could do with an ice-cream cone. 

Yep, Lola, that's my kinda lunch too!

Ice-cream :)