As we all struggle with our various infirmities and the grim reaper sweeping up friends and family, I begin to feel like a small boy who has built the ultimate well designed, deeply moated seashell and seaweed reinforced sandcastle and is standing upon it watching as the first few wavelets erode his proud fortress.

Today I woke up early determined to continue with my story after having spent quite a long time trying to reassemble it in my memory. To my surprise remembering a few key points and illustrations seems to have done the trick and I'm anxious to keep on going for as long as I can, possibly even reaching a conclusion!

I wouldn't take any bets on that if I was you.

Anyway if anyone has actually bothered to keep, up with my patchy wordsmithing I would appreciate
some acknowledgement, be it yea or nay.