Thanksgiving

I don't remember why I photographed this war memorial chapel in the village (I think to the fallen of 1870s wars)

I am not that old but having reached 65 yesterday perhaps it was a form of thanksgiving for making it this far.

Of course, I grew up for 50 odd years thinking yesterday would be the day when the pension man knocks on the door and hands me suitcases full of cash. That day has to wait another 9 or 10 months thanks to the reforms in both the UK & Germany.