I tried to engage a millennial in banter again today. Blank looks as usual. No response. I’m seriously taking to wonder whether this is a sign of the end times.
The man who drove the community bus which took me to Ashbourne this morning kept giving me little facts about the role of this area during WWII, and some of the reminders which can still be seen in the landscape. In return I told him of the anti-tank defences which could still be seen on the Northumbrian beach where I lived at one time, so we both learned something. No banter was attempted.
I’ve felt unusually chilled today to an extent not entirely warranted by the outside temperature, so I suppose it must be me.
The lack of a vehicle to move around freely is proving to be irksome and a little stress-inducing. I do believe this world was never meant for one without a car, at least not if you live in the countryside.
The post I made sixteen years ago this very night was a little more interesting than this one. Sorry.
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