Bonkers about Conkers

Many years ago, with a stash of freshly gathered conkers in my pockets, I watched an elderly gentleman stoop and take, what seemed for ever, to pick up one conker.

My initial reaction was to rush over and offer to help, but instead I stood back and made a wish.

I wished that at his age, I would still want to pick up conkers and enjoy their magic.

So far, its still working.

P.S.
The name choices from yesterday's Kitler blip were all worthy of mention, but my overall favourite and praize winner was from Mrs Withers - Tash.. Purrfect for a little Kitleresse.

In addition I may be outside the bliposphere for the next few days ... missing y'all already.