Well folks that dreaded day has finally arrived. Yesterday on the 3rd Class Feast of St Gregory of Nazianzen I left behind the 'Fighting 50s' and entered into the 'Swinging 60s' although with my creaking hip and knee joint that phrase is firmly in the my dreams category. I had thought of a more appropriate phrase when I started to type this blog entry but now can only come up with 'Senile 60s' which I am most certainly not. Oh, if only I could remember what that phrase was!
Anyway I have applied for my bus pass which should arrive in a week or so and then look out Scotland here I come. No corner will be safe from a visit by me. For those readers who reside outside Scotland you are eligible for FREE bus travel anywhere is Scotland once you reach the dignified age of sixty. Now I am retired and no longer jetting off to exotic climes I shall explore this beautiful country of mine - for free, which is something that warms any Scotsman's heart.