Passing

Isn't life about passing each other?
We may spent time with some on the way, but in essence each of us is on her/his our own path
We pass people at cross roads, going around roundabouts and at filling stations along the way.
People going the other way and people going in the same direction but at a different pace.
People who are having a break, people hurrying to catch up and people who gave up.
And all of us wil be one of these at some stage along the way.

We had steak on the stones. Again.

Letter writer to the Daily Telegraph 2011