As Days Cool

As the day cools It is getting a bit lonely here as I`m not a member of the expat set and my Portuguese friends have died or moved into town, living in a village that lack what elderly people need and has made into town`s to be near the family. The local English newspaper here that used to take in my poems and opinions has got a new editor and strictly commercial I tried years ago to play golf, but I found the clubs pretentious and also expensive and my comments about this vast waste of time was not welcome. It is difficult to be a socialist around here, for my wife, it is as bad as having a dog in the house. I have been thinking of getting an elderly dog as a companion, one that has suffered loss to give it a few years of happiness doesn’t sound like socialism to me.