In 1967 when the Beatles released that song I was 13. 64 seemed very old and a long way off, but it seems quite young now that I am there. “Will you still need me, will you still feed me?”
I suppose I am needed. I can feed myself, but after 63 years of doing so I still manage the occasional food dribble down my shirt. I must keep practising. Today I practised with spaghetti vongole.
John Lennon wrote “Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.” I think I need to make serious plans for the rest of my life…there is much to see and do.
Thank you for all the birthday messages. I have woken up to a gorgeous winter morning. Here is the view from my balcony.
My daffodils are drying in the sun after a rainy night…all is well with this little part of the world.