My neighbour calls each evening at 7p.m. We probably look like something out of a Chaplin movie, Mars if he was humanwould be ninety, almost blind and deaf, me trying to ignore torn hligaments in my left leg, and my neightbour recovering from a beart bypass, setting off down Kaik Road towards the sunset.Don has appointed himself my personal trainer and tells me if I want to walk the Imbross I need to cover the 3.29 kilometres from our gate to the railway line and back TWICE a day by April. We go a little further each day. I think our greatest problem is whether or not Mars' paws will last out.
Raindrops are falling from the leaves of my grapevine and the roses are glowing with that aspecial light they get in this southern twilight. I must have done something really good in a past life to have ended up in this paradise.
I'm sure the effort will be worth it.
ReplyDeleteSitting here with 5cm of snow outside, thoughts of Imbros gorge are very welcome.
There is quite a lot less of me than when we last met in Liverpool and that makes me feel really virtuous. Who was the comedian who said 'The great thing about exercise is it feels so good when you leave off.'?
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