A contemplative walk.

An old pal has passed. We played hundreds of rounds of golf, sometimes three times a week, bowls every Wednesday evening during the summer, and perhaps a beer or two or three in the Canny Mans,. He took everything very seriously but was not without humour. A clever lad, a professor indeed. I got the impression he thought me a twit  but I was indulged. That made him a fine judge of character.

Andy