In Search of Oldton

The trick is to pay attention and keep moving. It doesn't matter much which direction you take.

The people who were truly lost in Oldton were the ones who failed to heed this advice. Stop still where you are and what do you become? A sitting duck. Left behind. Non interactive, you might say.

Too often the past ambushes me, forcing me to stop and stare. Only the other day I picked up a beech nut shell that reminded me of fingering beech nut shells nervously during an intense game of hide and seek in the garden at Oldton. So busy was I in my musing, I didn't hear my wife say, Honey, would you like to take a walk around the garden with me?

I completely ignored her. For all I know she may never speak to me again. 'Pay attention!'

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