Slim!

Our ancestors must have been slim to get through this door in an old church in Dorchester.

I was there to meet a "breath coach" who had found me on LinkedIn; she wanted to chat about my experience with flying and stress (I think), with a view to understanding how to use breathing to relieve that stress.  

Our only contact was through its messaging system and I had got to the rendezvous before I checked and found a message that she would be up to 30 minutes late.  I found that a little difficult to stomach, but I waited more or less patiently for about 40 minutes before I gave up and went home.  It seems that we missed each other, somehow . . .