Suddenly I am Eighty Five, Fifteen beyond the allotted three score and ten, doesn't time fly. Time flies like an arrow some say, mind you up North in in Queensland, it's - Fruit flies like a Banana.
I believe it is our bodies which age with time. Just thinking a few moments ago of the time I was fishing for sticklebacks in the brook at Chalgrove eighty years back, don't think the local kids can do this anymore, because when I was back there in 2009, I noticed the flood gate was permanently open allowing the water formerly powering the mill from the back brook to increase the flow of the village brook, making hand fishing near impossible. Time changes ways of life, and now in the brook there is an abundance of brown trout instead of just a few way back, they would have been helpful in the hungry thirties.
Midwinter today , and it is showing - cold and wet , tomorrow a small celebration, maybe. probably hit the sack early, after nearest and dearest returns from the club meat raffle, in any case we have T/Bone Steak earmarked for din dins tomorrow.
Everyone; enjoy your weekend... Back soon.... Vest.
Posted pre 16th July.
Friday, 15 July 2011
To advise that Vest (Les Bowyer) passed away this morning. Regards, Chris (Son).
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