Why would I bog at eighty?
After thinking I should do something special to mark my 80th birthday I decided to start blogging. After all if I live to be hundred I still have twenty years to fill. Well twenty years less two days.
I had hoped to host an open house to celebrate in my new flat - but that didn't happen - long story. Still in my present house there was more room so I could invite more people - but that didn't happen - chest infection. So I spend my birthday alone taking the tablets and looking forward to Friday 13th when my friend was arranging a small gathering at a local restaurant. Looking forward to that tomorrow but I can't have a celebratory drink as it will not agree with my tablets. Just one of the joys of getting old.
But cheer up I will be moving to my new flat soon and against expectations I will have a small garden. One of the reasons I am giving up my house is my front and back gardens which are just getting too much for me. Was going to add a picture of said gardens but haven't got that far with the technology yet. Maybe next time.
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