You just never know

Wow I haven't really posted that much in the last year not least because my mother who was one of the most avid readers of the blog wasn't able to read it anymore and circumstances meant that I haven't had the time or inclination. Now without the main reader the purpose of the blog is gone. I have only vague ideas of where it will go but hopefully I will re find the inspiration, in years unlike the last, it's actually fun for me too look back at the content and take stock. There is certainly much to write about but vast swathes of it I have decided to post on another blog purely because it isn't the light and tongue-in-cheek content that this has always been so for now this is the best picture and thought that I can come up with for the day

On July 16th 1969 a small boy stood with his family at the Kennedy Space Center in Florida and watched the Apollo 11 Space mission launch. Five days later he would be back home in Pennsylvania watching TV. At that exact same moment in time I was in England huddled with my family watching TV that boy and I shared a moment in time as Apollo 11 fulfilled President Kennedy's dream of putting a man on the moon

Had someone suggested to either of those two children that day, that years later their lives would be joined, they would both probably have declared the utterer crazy and state there was probably more chance of one of them being on the moon!

This conjoined moment in our childhoods has been recently revealed by the discovery that the sweat shirt that was bought as a souvenir and then lived in by said awestruck boy was kept all these years unbeknown to him by his mother or father and has been found now as their house is cleared. It is so very strange how life's threads weave and fray, the only certainty is we have no way of knowing which way they will lead next .............. and now what to do with a very old, very worn, very loved, husband, ooops I mean sweat shirt.