For an hour this morning!
What she missed! In that time I had three sets of visitors, a further conversation, a bit of administration and much more. By the time my wife returned the world had turned and life was a whole new ball game (OK, too many metaphors but life is a barrel of pickles).
So, to all who wish to accompany me on this road of life. You never know what apples may fall from the tree. Of course, most days there’s merely sand under foot! But some days – the heavens fall and the atoms of life excitedly circle me.
OK, enough already! My wife says I’m too wordy – that’s what happens when she leaves me!