"Are you having an affair with ...?" I was asked the other day.
"Not that I know of. Should I be?"
"I said that you probably weren't. It's just that you're seeing a lot of each other lately."
"Well, we are working on the same pieces of work at the moment..."
Me, I don't care. That sort of nonsense just adds to the mystery after all. Sometimes people get a bit put out about it. Today a colleague told me:
I'll spare you the response. We employ ladies of letters. Most of which are F.
"I've just been asked if I'm pregnant."
"I thought you'd lost weight," I replied (I know a minefield when I'm skirting one!)
"I have. They wanted to know when I started maternity leave."
"What triggered that? What have you been up to lately?"
"My sister's just started a midwifery course so I borrowed a pile of books on pregnancy so she could have a look at the type of thing her patients would be reading up on."
"Do you want me to start a rumour that you are pregnant?"
"Don't you dare!"
"Don't be too hasty. Don't you fancy a few months' leave on half pay?"