Around 10pm, last evening while watching and dozing in front of the old telly, the phone rang and I was greeted with a friendly voice which I could not identify. It turned out to be Harold in Scotland and he was sounding pretty chipper. I feel rather guilty, not having contacting him first. Several times he gave me a lift home in his car with my bike in the recent past before his illness struck him.He said his wife was well and he was still enjoying his photography. His call cheered me up no end.---------------Albert
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