feels more varied and eventful than it otherwise would have
had I lived in the same abode for all my early years. I also
wonder whether those who only ever lived in one house
as a kid had a different perception of time to mine.
However, with the death of ROGER MOORE, I'm now
in the same place for any significant period. That's because I
was in my current house when Big Rog was a mere 45 years
and now he's departed this mortal vale while I yet inhabit
the same domicile I did as a callow 13 year old youth.
that long. And yet, when I think back to the comics and toys
I had as a child, it feels as if I had them for lengthy periods of
years and years - and all at the same time. (Regular readers
but if you're a 'newbie', bear with me as I ramble.)
As you'll know from your own experience though, many
had for many more years than I ever possessed the originals.
the replacement for any longer than I had the original.
does, it seems like such a far-distant prospect that it's not one
to be concerned with until many years in the future - a future
that seems centuries away. That disappears as we age, and
I'll have for 20 or 30 years, my enjoyment is palled by the
knowledge that, even though that span dwarfs any length of
time I owned many of my childhood items, it'll still seem like
only a mere fraction compared to the illusory lengthy periods
of yesteryear. The fact that I'm now aware (unlike my teen-
age self) that the clock is counting down, casts a shadow over
my pleasure in acquiring a new (or replacement) object, be-
cause the illusion of 'forever' is no longer part and parcel
of the package. (Reality can be difficult to deal with.)
Anyway, once more I've indulged in off-the-wall streams
of thought which may seem only tenuously connected, but
hopefully you can get something worth contemplating out of
it all. Let me know if you do, eh? It might help me to better
convey what I'm trying to say. I often feel like I start out on a
definite path, but then wander off into the woods on the way
and never quite get back on track and complete the journey.
Still, better to travel hopefully than to arrive, as some wise
wag once said. (Robert Louis Stevenson I think.)
Footnote: The DALEK record is an example of what
I'm talking about. I derive such enormous pleasure from
simply owning this magnificent item, but it's a bitter-sweet
experience because I'm all too aware that, even if I have it
for the rest of my (hopefully long) life, it's still going to be
all too-brief a time. Do any of you relate to that at all?