The Birthday month is officially back on track as from today. I am now 66 and can hardly believe it. In fact I see my Granny’s face in front of me with a cheeky grin on it, saying – If you’re as guid as me when you’re sixty-seeven….. and I think, how can I be nearly there? This is the 67th year. Never mind, I am feeling better than I was a week or so ago and can now plan some birthday treats. The first is to declare that this year there will definitely have to be a post-birthday-month of celebrations, to make up for the shortfall. The next will be to spend my amazon voucher.
AboutThe life and thoughts of Freda Marshall, a retired Church of Scotland minister living amongst the mountains and glens of Argyll.
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