Last of the summer wine?

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The most famous of the Last of the Summer Wine...

The most famous of the Last of the Summer Wine trios: From left to right: Peter Sallis as Norman Clegg, Brian Wilde as “Foggy” Dewhurst and Bill Owen as “Compo” Simmonite. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I wonder how many of my UK readers will remember the series on television about the escapades and shenanigans of three retired men friends living in and around Holmfirth in West Yorkshire? The characters were in the Autumn of their lives enjoying the last pleasures in life, hence the title. I have to add at this point that unlike the characters, I behave myself! I am also in the Autumn of my life and according to Scripture have almost reached the three score and ten years said to be the life-span for us. Naturally some live well beyond this age and some far less. I have no idea how long I have left to live, no-one does unless they are suffering from an incurable ailment and have been told they have little time left. Sometimes the medical professionals get it wrong though and sometimes people far outlive their expected date of departure or by a miracle become cured. Autumn is the season for dying where some plants are concerned and we are fast approaching that season now. There is a chill in the air. I went for a walk late on Sunday morning and wore a coat but had to leave it open half-way through my walk as it had become quite warm in the bright sunshine. After lunch E and I were sitting out on the patio enjoying one of the last days of summer sunshine and although the slight breeze was from the south it wasn’t that warm, it was bearable. With shielding from the wind and a southerly aspect summer can be prolonged. It was nice to just sit there and chat for a while and admire the new flowerbed. Eventually though she had to go indoors as the clouds had blocked the sun and she was feeling chilly. I was surprised she sat there at all as she was wearing only a tee-shirt. Normally she would have worn something warmer. I stayed out to give the plants some watering and whilst I was doing it the sun came out again but when I had finished I too went back indoors. One day I guess I won’t be able to go outside and enjoy the sunshine or the rain or anything else therefore I make the most of it whilst I can, the last of the summer wine.

Shirley Anne

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