Jamie and Nera have gone to Hobart for the weekend so we have Archie staying with us. It's always a pleasure to have him here as he knocks us out of our comfortable rut, demanding we play with him and so on. I don't know whether I would like to take on the responsibility full-time but the occasional mid-week or weekend visit is terrific.
The weather is cold again, a typical grey Tasmanian winter day but we have nothing planned so we won't feel obliged to go out. The house is comfortable, we have good books to read and we'll find something interesting on TV if we need to. I was reading about a couple who are celebrating their 80th wedding anniversary. I can't believe it; we're looking to out 60th in January and complain about how slow we're becoming and there's a couple who have twenty years on us. I suppose it's a challenge for us but it's an unlikely one.
I can hear my 'phone dinging in the background but I'll ignore it as it will just be one of those annoying messages from someone I don't know or even want to know. I don't get involved in the modern 'keep in touch every minute of the day' culture and don't feel deprived if I miss out on the latest 'reel' about a cute chihuahua. I might be turning into a grouch but that's OK.
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