My husband and I are in a coffee shop talking.

While we’re talking, I’m playing with a haematite bracelet I bought from a shop that sells crystals and tarot cards and candles and such like.

“Hematite is supposed to be good for something, which is why I bought it, but I can’t remember what that is,” I said.

My husband looks at me: “it’s supposed to be good for memory!”

“It’s not working then, if I can’t even remember that!” I am laughed.