Growing Old

The last time I posted I mentioned a car crash over the road from me. I had intended to post a pic of the police dealing with aftermath of that but, unfortunately, as the day progressed flowers appeared at the scene of the accident and news filtered through of the death of the passenger, a woman in her 30s.

I spent that day (Wednesday) with my son and he stayed overnight and for most of Thursday and so I find myself only getting back to blip now (Friday). The photo is of my slippers taken the morning, in the position I left them, after “the night before” with my son. I guess we all grow old in different ways, if we get the chance to grow old. Make the most of it.

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