Joan Martindale, 74, Tutbury
Plopping myself in the chair at the manicure table, I splayed my fingers onto the towel in front of me and started nattering.
‘I’ll try a nice flower pattern this time,’ I smiled to my nail technician and good mate Linda.
It was March 2020 and Linda had been my go-to for manicures for over 10 years.
Every month, I’d treat myself to a trip to the salon where Linda worked.
We’d gossip away as she expertly went to work, cutting, shaping and painting my nails.
With 20 years’ solid experience, Linda was very talented.
She’d trained in Anatomy and Physiology, and knew all about nail health.
She was creative, too. There’s nothing she couldn’t do with a bottle of lacquer.
But as I presented my…