Matinees on Sunday.
Words uttered in conversation this morning with Marina, my 82 year old acquaintance whom I often see during my dawn treks on the Charlie Turner trail.
I'm in love with the phrase. Even said, " good lord that would be a great book title!"
But I've changed my mind. Oh it's still a great title but I intend to use those 3 words to define one's journey to old age. In fact it was uttered when I asked Marina how she could stay up to see theatre performances that started at 8pm.
"Oh no, always matinees on Sunday!
Brilliant
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