Over four hundreds years of experience
Average age of eighty
Five of us. Croaky, happy old mates.
“It’s our Grandpa Club,” I tell the kids
Each month we’d get into a tizz
Scratching for lost recipes
Kitchen timers that had gone on leave
Each month, well, a few days before, “What am I on this month? “
A mild panic, a healthy panic. It kept us active, together.
Five of us on Soup, Main, Dessert, Wine, or
“You’ve got this month off Chris, tell us more about you!”
An old Austin
In a hurry
South Africa
Stopped by a copy
“Hey, you’re the doctor that delivered our son!”
“I’m about to do the same for a woman thirty miles away.”
“You’d better be on your way then.”
David in Pen and Pics 