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Monthly Archives: March 2015
The Seven Ages of Man – seventh in Devon reflects first in Melbourne
Thought of this on seeing my husband’s niece’s Facebook post about her first child… “At first the infant,Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.” …contrasted with the dearly loved great-grandfather of said infant, who lives on – and on – … Continue reading
Posted in Desperation, Humour, Life on the edge, Personal, Writing
Tagged getting lumbered, life goes on and on, Lynne McVernon, no peace, no privacy, old people
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