Growing older is of course a universal experience in spite of efforts to delay the process, but as an oldie, there is an oddly rewarding aspect to old age. The crumbly, wrinkly health aspect may not be rewarding, but the gradual escape from a world of worthless chatter and pointless activity does have its rewards.
Lugging loads of gear to the beach for example, I’d count that as pointless activity.
The other day found us walking behind an oldish chap lugging a load of paraphernalia to the beach. Two folding chairs in green bags, one slung on each shoulder, a bulging bag in one hand and a rolled up parasol in the other.
Modern times I suppose, people do take an amazing amount of gear to the beach.
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