On why casual conversation should be avoided.

I think I'm turning into my mother. Yesterday I went Christmas shopping and caught myself making completely random conversation with the staff at the till. "That's a nice tablecloth." I said.

It was minging. And I don't even have a table.

Someone shoot me now please - before I start buying comfy jumpers from Debenhams and getting 'tiddly' on white wine spritzers.