He's lived through wars, travelled the country, memorised the dictionary, donated his high-school certificate in the name of humanity and mastered the games of rummy, bridge and chinese checkers.
He had plenty to say and I listened with rapt attention. I laughed with him and mused plenty over his antiquated and remarkable view of the world, which, to be fair, deserves a dedicated blog! We then had plent of warm siesta's under the sun and played lots of checkers and rummy. I loved all the pictures we took!
Thats the trees we sat under taking in the cheerful sun! It was purpose built by my nanaba;it really distresses him that the tree doesn't flower.
Whenever he felt the sun was two bright I always obliged by lending him my shades. A real man is never afraid towear PINK!
THe legendary game of checkers that we spent hours playing.
I love this one! He fell asleep while reading to me the memoirs of Bertie Wooster! Personal favorite. One minute he was reading, the next he was snoring like he's never even been reading!!
