limit

 when evening came on this day the thirteenth of may the beginning of the day was nearly forgotten. There was time spent practicing with the view camera, the electronic controls are all most unsatisfactory. It is a shame that something so expensive should have such a strange interface. The results are marvellous, but the way there is not so easy.

Tomorrow there will be a drive to visit the son, a journey of some one hundred miles, or one hundred and sixty kilometres, however you like to express this. It will be a relaxing day, hopefully.

Today was hot, and the home is uncomfortable. There is the impression that the wife is being messy deliberately, whatever on earth will be served by such behaviour. The pictures taken yesterday are done and dusted now, some are good and others are not so good.

There was a bit of a walk through town today to buy a Döner Kebab. This is a strange form of meat rich nourishment, but there had been no chance to go to the Thai place today.

The truth of the matter is that this life in more advanced age has turned into a form of hopscotch, attempting to land in a suitable position after every jump, and knowing that at some point a limit will be reached.