Lately I have noticed that I am starting to get old. It
seems that to mark the occasion of me turning into an old man, my old
man has bought me a year's membership for the South African Botanical
Society..... Feel the excitement... This is far
less smashing pumpkins than stunning Bougainvillea's....
Not sure what those are actually, they are either a flower or a fancy
name for an umbrella.
Next week my old man will buy me my first cane, and teach
me how to start my stories with "Back in My day". I am already quite
proficient at shouting at children and young people... No good Whipper
Snappers!
Now where did I put my dentures..
