Getting Old

No, not me, this fence which is situated outside the old Masonic hall in Holywood, Co. Down. During WWII, most houses and other buildings lost their wrought iron fences as the government needed iron to recycle it for war munitions or ships or some such. This one looks old enough to have escaped their clutches.

I haven't recovered yet from the lurgy, but I'm going to try to catch up on my comments. Thanks for all the huggy wuggys and general sympathy yesterday. Much appreciated! :)