Friday, 9 July 2010

Growing old? .... not just yet, thank you.

I heard a quote on the radio this morning, it went like this: "People don't stop working because they grow old, they grow old because they stop working".

That quote echoes my own sentiments. Even if I could afford to stop working and take up position by a hotel pool in a sunny climate, cool glass of something refreshing in my hand, I don't think I would. In fact I'm sure I wouldn't. Look closely though and you may find me writing or sketching in the shade of that umbrella.

It would be in the shade of something for sure. Some folks seem to start with the makings of a tan and get steadily darker. I start with the makings of cooked prawn on white bread and graduate to a fine cooked lobster as the day progresses. So what you are more likely to find is that I'm off wandering round looking at buildings and boats and scenery; pretty much anything except the occupying a sun lounger and waiting for the next meal.

So even if I could afford to do nothing I find the idea of exploring the highways of life far more appealing than sitting by the pool.

Carpe Diem anyone?