Where are all the happy old guys?


Try as I might, and I’ve been looking out since I’ve been back, but I haven’t seen a single happy, contented old guy, just hanging out with his friends, in London. Hmm. What a difference to Sicily. Have a look at the photos below, to see what I mean.

I suppose if you start life playing football in a setting like the end photo, you’re going to end life being happy, sitting around, in a setting like the first photo!

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