“I’m getting old.” The lugubrious tone was hilarious.
“Why in particular?” You have to remember that this is my son. If he’s feeling old, he must see me as ancient… I wasn’t giving him that opening though.
“I like Antiques Roadshow.” I tried, unsuccessfully, to restrain the smile. It could be worse. Apparently it was. He was watching the ‘box set’ of episodes and thoroughly enjoying them.
My own age nibbled at my heels… I remembered the show starting with Arthur Negus. Worse than that, I remembered ‘Going for a Song’ when that started too, with the avian automaton that heralded each episode.
“I used to hate it,” he said. “It was boring when you watched it.” Which I always did. My mother had a small antiques business for years and I had grown up surrounded by the old things in my great-grandparents’ homes. The personal heirlooms once owned by…
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Thank you, Viv xxx
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Always a pleasure, Sue! Hugz to you and Ani! @v@ ❤
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Thanks, Viv… and hugs back! xxx
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