40 years!

24-1-16

Note to Nick and Ruth,

Nick, we were self formed when we left - we knew where we were going, very strong minded individuals.
As I write this on the day of a Tory victory, what will happen to out N.H.S? - time to sell your house when cancer creeps in.
But the family thing is slightly surprising / slightly overwhelming. There but for fortune and we are all here.

With a life behind us that doesn't ask "what happened to those twenty odd years?"
Hash brownies and haven't we grown?

The last minute dash for the train must have been inevitable to both parties

I would like a photo of each painting - it secures a resting place for my identity.

I like to tell a yarn - maybe its a defence mechanism, maybe its the same as writing a paper, or performing a tune or perhaps even painting.

Aging and change, but the same essence - there was no doubting who you both were, for me within a second! In my immediate impression of you, you were both how I wanted and indeed expected you to be. When we went our separate ways, at least if our futures weren't totally mapped out, we were all on a mission.
They were vivid character forming times - an era of "uncles" or indeed "aunts" who left us slogans and memories.

Some people have said "where have you been?"
I know where you've been and I like it. I'm proud of who you are.

p.s This was written last Autumn and published yesterday!