Since 2008 an eclectic ad hoc forage into British natural history, the rural scene, country ways and and related topics. Now retired.
Another blog covers my interest in the period 1750-1850 'Mostly Woolgathering'
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Tuesday, 8 March 2011
Sums up life wonderfully....
I was sent an amusing e-mail today which included this representation of life, something I've long thought of being intriguing, we start and end life being wheeled about. Well it amused me anyway.
Hi Andrew! I've finally linked to your blog and very nice it is too. ( Of interest, or not, really, coincidentally I now work directly alongside another Andrew Dawes!).
The key is to enjoy all the stages (or most -- I elected to skip the minivan stage in order to linger in the preceeding stage longer!) and not proceed directly from 3 to 9!
Very amusing Andrew :) I hope there are no wheels on the chair you are sitting in, in the photo ;)
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your visit to Herriot country, it looked like you and Julie had great fun there!
Hi Andrew! I've finally linked to your blog and very nice it is too. ( Of interest, or not, really, coincidentally I now work directly alongside another Andrew Dawes!).
ReplyDeleteWe all know it is true but it is kind of scary seeing it drawn out.
ReplyDeleteThe key is to enjoy all the stages (or most -- I elected to skip the minivan stage in order to linger in the preceeding stage longer!) and not proceed directly from 3 to 9!
ReplyDeleteHi Shysongbird . I'm getting to the stage I need wheels all the time :-)
ReplyDeleteStewart - thanks for the link, this blog is different to the last one. And one can not have too many Andrew Dawes's in the world, ha ha
Lisa and Wilma, we must just enjoy life and whatever it throws at us, as and when we can
Thanks, that made me smile, I wonder what a future cartoon of this ilk will look like, in the post oil age?
ReplyDeleteProbably various stages of the horse and cart James :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing Andrew - that really made me laugh.
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