Old age of course I am talking about. When a really nice young man from the Co-op kindly wheeled my shopping across the zebra crossing to the boot of my car and packed it all in the box for me, we were chatting as we walked along and I suggested he made the very most of being young (and handsome with it) because it is no joke getting old and you don't realise it until you get there. He just smiled.
Today proved just how true it is. When the wind blows from a certain direction it blows straight down the Market Square in our town and consequently straight down the main road. I needed to cross the Main road at the crossing (market day and very busy) and stepped off the kerb when the pedestrian light turned to green. The wind caught me and had I not had my stick to firmly anchor me to the ground I think I would have 'done a Mary Poppins' and probably ended up somewhere near the church at the bottom of the hill. And not having an umbrella to use as a parachute as she did I would probably have fallen and broken something vital.
However I managed to arrive safely at the bank, get home, unpack my shopping (friends coming for the week-end) and drive down for lunch out at our favourite Friday restaurant. Super and very quick starter of pecans, dates and pear and a bed of leaves with a light dressing; well worth bearing in mind for the future. Then it was home to make the meat part of tomorrow's Shepherd's Pie so that there is no rush in the morning when all I have to do is cook and mash the potato topping at my leisure.
There will probably be no post for a couple of days when they are here so have a nice week end everyone.