I suppose I had better post a blog about last Monday 22nd. That was the day I aged a year.
It was a day of perfect weather. Six of us went to Keswick, launched across the lake, had a walk and launched back. We still managed to fit in two eating sessions and plenty of talk. I rejoice that in living so near to the Lake District I can pop down there any time.
I now have to admit to probably being in the last quarter of my life. And therefore give thanks to God for everything. As we used to sing as the theme song of the children’s home –
We praise Him for all that is past and trust Him for all that’s to come.
Carol, the aged