A touch of the Pensioner

Having realized I am the proud owner of linen handkerchiefs otherwise known as Daddy Hankies, Letad asked me if I thought I had a touch of the pensioner about me.

The game was up as I confessed to also owning a hot water bottle with a furry cover, a ladies’ umbrella with a handle and a spike, a large collection of flannels (washcloths, Americans) and a shower cap. I suspect there might be more evidence as I’d rather like one of those shopping bags on wheels.

I don’t think there’s anything wrong with being a pensioner before my time. In fact it will make the aging process so much easier. Perhaps slippers for Christmas?

All too soon it was time to wave goodbye to Letad. The weekend had flown by and so waving from the roof top, he vanished out of sight and I was left in an empty, quiet flat.

All that was left to do was sit down and book a flight to France for next weekend. Nothing wrong with a bit of romance and spontaneity, even for a pensioner.

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