In The Gloaming

Sorry, readers, if the last two items seemed a bit glum, even for me. (I guess it’s kind of a KÁ¼bler-Ross thing.) I’ll try to cheer up a bit, and enjoy the decline. The autumn years are not without their comforts, for both a nation and a man.

One Comment

  1. “The autumn years are not without their comforts, …”

    True dat, Malcolm. But after the autumn years comes the winter of discontent.

    Posted June 1, 2015 at 12:54 am | Permalink

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