Ah, what to write. Life is particularly difficult at the moment. We are back from staying on the Bellarine Peninsula with Sister, Bone Doctor and Little Jo. It was a nice enough time in spite of a certain chill in the air. Photos later of course. I have some personal hail storm pictures too, some of them later. I am not in the mood for playing with photos. I guess the hail photos will not be so topical.
Instead, let me pose this question to you? A serious or humourous response is fine.
Why at around the age of forty two did I stop wearing tee shirts and started wearing collared shirts with button up fronts? There are two reasons I have in mind.
Ok, I might go and start playing with photos.
Later Edit: One reason is that my shape had changed a little bit I was no longer skinny and I no longer thought tees flattered me. But the main reason was I had to start wearing glasses to read with, and so you have to have somewhere to carry them, that is, a shirt top pocket.