Connecting...

I called a lady 'bro' the other day. She didn't seem to mind, she knew exactly what I meant. She was walking around a boy on the ground who'd come off his skateboard, and was swearing in his own very cute way. She acknowledged me, then kept texting. Nice to see a lady, seventy if a day, texting her way down the street. She was probably a hippie in the sixties. And now she can see the value in the new connections. She's in the ether with the rest of us. She'll be back home with her facebook shortly, just as soon as she's put the rose on Albert's grave.

Nobody joined my Men's Knitting Group though; bit disapppointing that. Maybe they thought I was kidding. But I see the profit in it. Men in a room....knitting....talking....eating scones. Maybe they'll turn up to the play.

I got a text; it said 'Hey'. That's all it said. It may have just been a hello, but I took it for challenge......and put the drink down.

The world is so full of connections right now. Redefintions at play. Never before have people kept so easy a score on friendship. Is there a generation in store who's self-worth depends on their friends and the click of a 'like'? Methinks maybe so. But me don't think Oh No......methinks change is good.

The young are becoming wiser......faster.