We went to Derbyshire today. Despite being a Bank Holiday it wasn’t crowded and we managed to buy Julia the shoes she needed for the Maltese trip. We also bought some books and ice-cream.
We saw half a dozen Orange Tips and a pair of Brimstones. It really is looking like a good year for both species – I don’t remember seeing as many as this before.
On our return home we scurried round, changed and went for a birthday curry with my fellow shop workers and a few customers. It was a good night, and unlike last time, I was on time (just!), parked across the road and didn’t get rained on.
Yes, for those of you who may be wondering, I am now 60. That’s the “three score years” done with – just the next ten to worry about now.
I’m now going to write some poetry as part of my 200 poems in a fortnight challenge. Don’t worry, I won’t be subjecting you to my efforts, unless I write more limericks or clerihews. I seem to remember I was supposed to be writing more clerihews.
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Happy belated but still well meant Birthday. Glad you could join us in the six oh’s! Party on!
I’m starting to get used to it. 🙂
A belated happy birthday to you, Simon.
Thank you. 🙂
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You are getting nearer to the time when all the famous people who get into the press for being dead will be younger than you. It is not necessarily a good feeling.
I missed this first time round – thank you for pointing this out. 🙂
A very happy birthday to you! I knew this milestone birthday was coming soon, but I wasn’t sure when. As your elder, I am happy to inform you that 60 has been a very productive and creative year. Onward, ho!
🙂 I’m looking forward to what comes next – it’s actually quite liberating hitting 60.
I have found certain aspects of aging to be quite liberating.
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Congrats on the milestone, Quercus. May you reach the next one in good health
Thank you Derrick – we’re off to look for Puffins tomorrow!
Good luck with the poetry. I can’t find a rhyme for ‘Arnold’ or ‘Nottingham’ unless you do a poem about Mottingham which is in Greater London, I think.
Yes, I learnt about Mottingham when I misread some postcards whilst buying at auction.
clerihews?
A fine poetic form which encourages rubbish poets – https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Clerihew
Oh. You are not a rubbish writer.
I’ll post a few Clerihews in a couple of days – you may wish to reconsider…
Maybe however I will be kind. ☺
🙂 That’s very kind.