Life begins at 40? Or 50, as they often say these days. Or maybe 30, by the looks of this young chap.
Well actually John is a few months older than me, and we've now entered the time of life when 60th birthday celebrations are all the go.
I've known John for nearly five decades, since high school days in England in fact, and he now lives across town in the Northern Beaches area. We once cycled the west coast of Scotland together, and I distictly remember coaxing him to the top of Ben Nevis. Not many cycling trips or Ben Nevises for him lately I think, but who knows what the future may hold!
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