Ron lives around the corner. 90 years old. He rides his bike, attired in stretch bicycle wear and a helmet. “Nothing I cannot do that I want to do he says.
Valencia Reserve where I live had a Christmas car show. Ron brought his Audi, appropriately shined up for the occasion. He used to drive a Jaguar which he gave up, because it was in the shop too often. I rejected the offer to see the invoices.
I was going to get my face painted, but was deterred by the lines filled with grandchildren. No way to go to the pool, either. Cannot deal with the caterwauling of young kids who want to be congratulated for jumping in the pool and not drawing.
