Every day in the golden oldie home in the afternoon, in Summer, everyone sits outside enjoying something to drink, perhaps an afternoon dessert, usually ice cream. But it is a silent convival moment usually. No-one has a lot to say. Sometimes my Mr. Swiss will also sit there, but no great conversations. I noticed that with age people no longer discuss so much, there is no merry laughter, There is usually someone who tries some animation, to bring a little conversation into the afternoon.

Yes, growing old is no longer such fun and games. Everyone seems to be living in their own world.