Fifty Years

You can’t believe the old goats who turned up fifty years after we all arrived in Joburg’s famous Eloff Street, some seeing its wonders for the first time. The girls looked great, the okes too (back then), with our hair as long as theirs. Blowdried. With natural colour. It was first year optometry school, 1974!

Now we’re ancient old wrinklies with lots to share, like how we all have aids – walking aids, hearing aids, seeing aids and lots of teenage aid trying to work our cellphone apps. There was some dispute as to whose was the A class and whose the B class. Ours was the A class.

I had to block my ears at the amount of exercise and diet advice flying around. Doesn’t everyone know Oscar Wilde told us that advice is only good in the giving? No-one actually TAKES advice! And someone- was it Winston? – said when he feels like exercising he has a lie-down till the feeling passes. And Jack London said he wouldn’t waste a single one of his days in trying to prolong them. These are wise people I follow.

Lovely grub – thanks Zena! – and just like in the olden days, wild drinking. We piled into the gin. Here’s the damage six healthy adults can do to a wimpish gin bottle:

If we remember, we’ll do this again.

~~oo0oo~~