The Silver Pound

Hello. I'm back again. It's quite addictive, this blogging thing, isn't it? Especially as I'm on my tod. The wife passed on a few years back (to a former mate in the British Transport Police), and the kids all emigrated to Australia in the Eighties.

What I like about Thanet is that it caters for the silver pound. Where else would the personal services ads in the back of the local paper say: 'OAPs welcome'?

Now if only I could find that packet of blue pills...