Yes to retirement

I'm in a bit of a haze. My long-time friend and art school 'comrade in arms' of some 40 years has been and gone.

Lovely weather saw us lazing about doing not much at all but walking (a bit), talking (a lot), gardening (a little) and drinking wine (I leave that to your imagination).

Five days have come and gone and now things are back to a bit of rushing about... though this week it's mainly for pleasure and not work.

I'm in Edinburgh tomorrow for a meeting, Wednesday is poetry and then Thursday I'm off to near Dumfries to see the lovely Denise for hot-tubbing and camaraderie before I head off to Brantwood - John Ruskin's old homestead - for a weekend of poetry and I hope good times.

At last I'm feeling like my retirement is actually working out!