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The art of conversation

According to Arthur Nelson the young have lost the art of conversation but yesterday proved that amongst our Rust Belters it’s still going strong. At 31 my p/a Polly is hardly blue rinse let alone silvery, indeed as a triathlete she is a picture of glowing health looking like a Nordic ski [...]

October 23, 2018 // 0 Comments

Quelle horreur! I’ve just realised I’d like to be young again …

It’s very important for Rusters that – with our famous mission statement being to observe and comment upon the modern world from our viewpoint as ‘people beyond a certain age’ – to maintain a degree of balance between comparing the now with the past and also looking to the future. [...]

October 22, 2018 // 0 Comments

A tale of two crossings

Earlier this week on the same day I was involved in an incident – or rather two – at the traffic lights within 75 yards of my abode which may or may not sum up the way this country is going at the moment. Let me set the scene. For the past fortnight or more – and certainly the foreseeable [...]

October 19, 2018 // 0 Comments

When it comes to this

Spending time recently with my aged father has prompted a range of emotions and observations. Clearly, as anyone goes beyond the age of ninety, those close to him or her appreciate that things – and they – are not how they once were and therefore in one sense you are dealing with a whole new [...]

September 19, 2018 // 0 Comments

A flying visit

Families – nothing surprises you. Last Saturday I was minding my own business in the relaxed ‘newspapers & morning TV’ post-breakfast period when my smartphone rang on my computer table, causing me to utter my habitual “Oh, for ^”@*s sake! Why can’t people leave me alone?!” It was [...]

September 17, 2018 // 0 Comments

Life goes on

I’m currently spending a couple of days in the country with my aged father. He’s not in a particularly good shape these days, mentally or physically, but hey that’s life when you’re a nonagenarian. Yesterday shortly before lunch an octogenarian gent and friend of my father’s drove over, [...]

August 23, 2018 // 0 Comments

When you’ve got it, you’ve still got it!

Arguably there’s a metaphorical spectrum in terms of ageing and self-awareness along which all of us over a certain age – let’s set it at fifty for these purposes, after all that’s when the Saga organisation begins sending you unsolicited mail inviting you to consider the benefits of their [...]

August 14, 2018 // 0 Comments

Back in residence

Families – huh? Who’d have them? For the last ten days I have had my 36-year old son Barry staying with me. We’ve always had an intense (some might say ‘love/hate’) relationship. I sometimes like to describe our respective characters as being akin to ‘chalk and cheese’, but I’d [...]

July 24, 2018 // 0 Comments

We didn’t start from here

Most of us go through life contradicting ourselves daily, not there’s anything wrong with this because, in my view, it’s just part of the human condition. For example, whether we’re four, forty-four or eight-four years of age, we all tend to operate on a daily basis as if we are not only [...]

June 25, 2018 // 0 Comments

“Never in the field of …” (or Sandy The Duck, Part Three)

This morning I have tried and failed to summon my best but inadequate Churchillian powers of composition in an effort to do justice to my third instalment of the stirring tale of Sandy The Duck. Regular readers, together with his 17 million global fans – the biggest ever reaction to a Rust story [...]

June 20, 2018 // 0 Comments

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