Five minutes later she was exchanging them for the largest in the sack under the direction of an infuriated mother.

This flustered her slightly, and when Mrs Green arrived, complaining of rheumatic twinges in her leg, she decided to try Pinkey's sympathetic manner.
"Ah, if anybody knows what rheumatism is, I do," she cried.

"For years I suffered cruelly, an' then I was persuaded to carry a new pertater in me pocket, an' I've never 'ad ache or pain since; though gettin' cured, to my mind, depends on the sort of life you've led." Mrs Green, a woman with a past, flushed heavily.
"'Oo are yer slingin' off at ?" she cried.

"You and yer new pertater.
I'd smack yer face for two pins," and she walked out of the shop.
This made Mrs Partridge careful, and she served the next customers in an amazing silence.

Then she dined royally on the pick of the ham-and-beef shop, and settled down for the afternoon.