In The Old Days When Life Was Simple
At the age of seventy I find myself thinking and talking like my parents before me, which something I swore I would never do, but have done nevertheless. In short I find I’ve become an “old fart” who is not necessarily willing to accept the world as it is today. Clearly then I need to … Continue reading In The Old Days When Life Was Simple
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