Sitting and waiting
I neither ask much or, in truth, do much. I'm a sitter. I sit. I wait.
Starting out rather naive, I was really pretty green, but sitting, thinking, matures a fellow. I must sound rather lazy and selfish. Let me disabuse you, I'm really quite sociable and have been sitting with my mates, which was nice, but rather sad as, one by one, they got to a state where they were taken by the not-so-grim reaper.
Now, on my own, lonely, unfulfilled, my skin increasingly freckled, I'm well past my best. He'll not want to eat me now!
- Category: General / Misc
- Tags: Ripe old age. Friends peeling away.
8 comments add one below
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
Thanks, Michelle. I could have included something about not being able to straighten up, but that seemed a little too sad :-(
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
Definitely will, Michelle. Paris in a couple of weeks, then Brussels shortly afterwards..... but I still have stories from earlier I will write up; I've travelled a fair bit. Glad you're interested in them :-)
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
Thanks,Jamie...But it's true, so many of these nutritious yellow fruits go way past their best...probably because right now they are SO cheap.
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
It's not you...it's just me being too much of a smartarse!
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
They're very good for you - loadsa potassium I seem to remember...or is it phosphorus? Something chemical, I'm sure!
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
Clever! :-)
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Christopher about 8 years ago
Maybe I'm just clueless, but I appreciate you putting little descriptions in the tags section, because sometimes I'm unsure of the ground you're covering. But, even if I'm slow to grasp the gist, I always enjoy your stories, Neville.
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Neville Hunt about 8 years ago
Thank you very much, Christopher. I really appreciate that. Like you, I just love writing.
