Hanging On

I always pay a lot of attention to the mobility of old people.
Much more so than when I was young.
Well, let's face it, I paid no attention to such things when I was young.

Now that I'm only a few years away from these two, it's interesting to see how they negotiate the streets of Sydney.

It's important to have something to hang on to, preferably another person.

Too bad if you feel the need to sit down.
There are almost no seats in Martin Place.
The flower stalls have gone and the people have given up.
Sydney is a shell of itself.