Winter can look very beautiful

 

working and enjoying life into old age

Being old does not mean being imobile unless your health is in a very serious state.   This precious lady and gentleman are 86 and 92 years of age and they never appear to stop nor to stop enjoying life and seeing the funny side.  They are an inspiration to us all.
Fauja Singh was 100 years old when he ran the London Marathon last year and he didn't even take up running marathons until he was 89.
John Dreelin ran with the bulls in Pamplona this year, he's 77 years old - why?  because all his life he had longed to have a go but knew how much his family would disapprove:  now he thinks he's old enough to please himself!
Roger Allsop swam the English channel at 70 years old.
Fred Mack was 100 when he jumped out of an aeroplane and successfully and safely landed.
Sherman Bull climbed Mount Everest on May 25th 2001 aged 64 years.
Just a tiny portion of the people I have read about lately and admired  - DON'T STOP 'TIL YOU DROP.

Lest we forget

Tyne Cott Cemetery, Flanders 

LEST WE FORGET

Spanish gardener

I am struggling to tidy up the pots in my garden to prepare for winter bulb planting but it is a difficult job in the bad weather.  I am thankful that I do not have a Spanish garden like this one we saw in Cordoba or I would never get to the end of it.  There is always a lot of hard work before a beautiful display but it's worth it.

A bit posh?

Would you like to live in this house?  Well you can't because it belongs to President Robert Mugabe of Zimbabwe
and is only one of many!

 

I have been away from my home for just a week and when I returned yesterday I found Autumn
had arrived outside the winow...cold but beautiful.

Concerned!

I read this little letter to a magazine and it made me laugh.

At the end of a busy day on police duties I left the station with my canine partner Jake who was barking excitedly and loudly as he knew very well this was the end of our day at work.
As we approached the police van and I took out the keys to open the doors at the back  I spotted a small boy staring at me from over a nearby wall.
'Are you putting that dog in the van?' he asked quietly.
'Yes, I am'  I replied
He looked puzzled and very sad and finally gasped out  'But why? what did he do?'