I saw this picture on Facebook today and couldn't resist cheekily sending it to a friend in England, asking if it was him.
This is aging with style..an older gentleman in England riding on the train wearing an eyepatch, carrying a spear and he has a live crow on his shoulder.
Now that I am a tad more than halfway through my octogenaria, I feel I can get away with things like that.
My beloved Judy (aka SWMBO) constantly gets compliments when she is out in public.
Comments like "I can't believe you're ** years old!"
Or "You are so beautiful!"
And the latter does not always come from men!
As for me, the best I've been able to manage is "I like your hat" when I'm wearing the beret I acquired in Paris 40 YEARS AGO.
Or occasionally someone will note a shirt I'm wearing, like my treasured Rolling Stones tee, or one of my seemingly larger Hawaiian shirts.
I say "seemingly larger" because I have been shrinking in these so-called Golden Years.
So far, no young lady has seen fit to comment on how handsome I am.
Ah well, alas and alack.
Now there's another thing, old sayings pop into my head from time to time.
I just had a back and forth with Margaret up in Washington who was wondering if anyone knew the expression "meeting someone coming and going".
Yup, I knew that one and still use it from time to time.
Another part of my senescence is getting rid of stuff.
Marie Kondo be damned, it's hard to part with.
But I sent a huge box of old family photos and history off to a nephew recently who had volunteered to take if off my hands.
There is still way too much clutter taking up space in our living quarters.
But you know what Scarlett said, "tomorrow is another day".
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I would have had to chat with that gentleman with the spear! What an interesting fellow. I bet he has plenty of stories to share.
My mother used to say "we just met ourselves coming and going " whenever we went around a hairpin turn. And I say, "wherever we go, there we are" whenever we meet a van just like ours. There must be thousands of them. I think maybe that was a Yogi Berra saying? Not sure.
And I for one think you are right handsome. The older I get, the more I appreciate older men's looks it seems. Guess that's a good thing, otherwise I'd be a cougar!
You and I are racing through our 80's. So far it's been fun. Let us know the reaction from the young guy in Britain.
He called me Naughty Bruce & suggested the train was in Moscow, not England! 🤣
Aw shucks, ma'am.
A crow on your shoulder? That's different.
Not mine, Boud!
I think you could rock an eyepatch, spear, and crow, even in your Hawaiian shirt!
I bet that crow ensures thta man gets a seat all to himself every time. I agree with you about Marie Kondo.
You are in your 80s? Well I never! I could have sworn you were just 55.
(Does that sound convincing?) 😏
Maybe a large Parrot for your shoulder?
He looks very interesting!
I'm sure you do too.
Age is relative....playing with numbers..I thought garage man was about the same age as me....he thought I was younger than him...turns out that I'm ten years older....
From the photos of you on your blog, Bruce, you look like a very handsome man. How else would you have attracted your lovely wife?
My aunt would say, "the golden years are tarnished"!
The term ruggedly handsome comes to mind! I think that gentlemen is a retired pirate.
You sent me down a rabbit hole trying to figure out what tube line that man is riding. Weirdly, I think it may actually be a Russian train, not an English one. (This is based on Google image search for that seat fabric.) I don't recognize the pattern and most of the tube lines -- in London, anyway -- have distinctive upholstery. It's a mystery!
Clever fellow! He has simply figured out how to make sure no one sits next to him on the subway.
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