Friday, February 28

This life and family

After last week's return with a fall that resulted in a much bruised lower arm and hand we have caught up on the blogs and seeing I really try to avoid writing too much about objects here I thought we'd go to something more fundermental.

Inspiration of sorts was down to an internet access issue where I was staying where it was said "We'll see the BT Engineer as they may not be familiar with the rest of you and what if they said something to either locals or the place owner?"

Needless to say after two attempts they still didn't come but anyway I digress.

This thing has on and off being going on with me personally since the late nineteen seventies in different ways from resuming with a more casual "play wear" look as I fought and ditched jeans to getting more olive hiking shorts for wearing when out hiking or visiting places with my parents.

As the decades moved on I found more around the sorts of short trousers and the kind of look I looked toward for more everyday life beyond work that intensified just before and especially through the Covid era to the point from getting up then that was how I was dressed, more like a school age if not school aged boy.

It's often said of smokers that being so familiar with smoke and its smell, you get blind to how it appears to others with in your jackets and coats and by around 2021 I was so used to me being more a boy and for that matter my folks were, you'd think nothing with it.

As with many families, we have people come over Christmas and for that matter we'd go visit them so when it was an Aunt phoned to say she and my older Cousin would be visiting I thought nothing of it beyond generally enjoying their company especially when I was a teen with them.

Well they came and it wasn't long before my Cousin noticed I was in short trousers and long socks  - wearing a shirt and tie has always been the norm for me when visting family socially from the earliest days - and my cousin just asked why as it had been a good number of years since we'd seen each other.

Well, I hadn't anticipated that so I though it was better to stay in the middle lane and simple say I much prefer to as they feel more comfortable on me rather than going down the lines of just why that was.

Mentally being sat next to her was not unlike that picture: Only one of us really was more the grown up and that's better for me.

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