CROSSROAD

I looked around for a blip this morning, while Weemo was walking the dogs, and this sign, which I've passed many times, leapt out at me. It represents a crossroad in my life, as it marks the exact spot where I had my first heart attack while out cycling with a friend in September 2017. We sat at this spot, had a flask of tea and a snack, then phoned Weemo to come and pick me up. With the benefit of hindsight, I should have called an ambulance, but at least I didn't cycle home. Since then, I've had a triple bypass a year ago, and a fourth stent fitted last month. Hopefully life will take a better direction at the next crossroad!