Time flies...

How time flies when the summer fails to stay. It's a month since my last posting, and it is a bit of a blur. I've mowed the lawn a couple of times, read some books, written a bit, and reflected on my life now and what I want to do in the future. Thinking of starting a new blog, to write a new version of an account I wrote over forty years ago, about my year as a volunteer teacher in a small village in Tonga. I was eighteen years old, just left school,and it was a life changing year.