The seat offers no support for the lower back and already she can feel a stabbing pain. Oh, sugar! It hurts. It really hurts. She has to stop herself from crying out, that’s how much it hurts. If her back had ever hurt like this when she was twenty she would have been hysterical, demanding painkillers and cups of tea in bed, but she has found that nobody is especially surprised to hear you’re in pain when you’re in your eighties. You might find it astonishing, but nobody else does.
