Remember the jars of fruit and the pickles boy you cannot buy them like Grandma made
Too the days picking blackberries to make jam, raiding the wild Jam melones for that reason too
Even picking up coal from the railway line to supplement the fire wood
How about the chip heaters? for bathwater
O sung wo, we probably bought hate out of the caves with us,maybe it help block out our raiding the next tribe for brides and goods

Hi there Belly...

You might be right. The two most dangerous of human emotions are hate & malice in my opinion!

Talking about hate and malice?

What a difference there was between my father
who died of a massive coronary at the age of 52
and my father-in-law who lived to the ripe old
age of 91. My father was tender, loving and
giving. My father-in-law, well he was totally different.
I wrote:

"What was he like in his youth -
This man I now call father?
My husband's father
My children's grandfather

The signs of age are creeping up on him
He keeps score of everything
that displeases him
Writes it down in his book of accounts."

We made our peace in the last days of his
life. For which I was grateful.

Well done Foxy, I too ask those questions, having lived longer than my dad and mum
Too grandparents on both side who all died in their 73rd year why
I at my age we all do, ask why so many my age are so bitter, so remote from what they once had been or in some cases carrying they discontent into old age with them
Hate and even dislike can be built on very shaky grounds
We put our rubbish bins out at the end of the lane, from my work days end I have retrieved all the bins and stopped tourists filling them back up
Too sick to put mine out and too sick to go up and collect them my near neighbor has come up with the view I targeted him! by not removing his
See? some things need more thought before we hate

Hi there FOXY...

As always, you write beautifully, occasionally with great despair, and other times, with considerable levity. But always with great vibrancy & spirit. Good one you, please keep it up.

Dear Belly and O Sung Wu,

Two of my favourite posters with such big
hearts.

You give me wings.