From golf to gardening…

Once upon a time, I was a young nipper. These days, I’m probably a middle-aged nipper. Still, it beats elderly curmudgeon by a country mile. I wonder at what precise age one moves from nipping things to curmudgeoning them? How does one curmudge, anyway? Anyhow, I was a young nipper. Other people have the photographs […]

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