![]() ![]() He saved his best ‘good mornings’ with a smile to the more attractive women…specifically young, good-looking women so some thought…the older he got, the more he flirted with these attractive women. ‘Mister Light-fingers’ his ‘tag’ by some cynical old ‘nags’. He’s checking out which houses are empty during the day…even at night. ![]() ![]() ‘A sticky-beak’ putting his nose where it wasn’t wanted…or needed others would scold. There were some who would say he was a true gentleman while others weren’t too sure. He’d walk around his neighbourhood for aerobic exercise so he would say. That he had more time on his hands now since he retired so many years ago…in fact, he had more years as a ‘Retiree’ than as a working man. I guess you could say he was killing time. The darkness of night encouraging those to escape the nest to kill unsuspecting persons…the true meaning of ‘Killing Time’ for a few ‘sub-human’ types… Then for a few there is the other format of ‘killing time’. To be cooped up in a dark empty home is no way to kill time…but sadly, many lonely people followed that pattern… To make their lives more fruitful…more satisfying. There are countless such Associations, all meant to draw older people out to socialise…to partake…to enjoy for no other reason than to fill empty hours. The older we get, the more scientific…the more practised…more serene and less physical the methods are to kill time.īe it that habitual morning cuppa shared with like-minded persons at the favourite Café or the intimate sharing of views in the ‘Secret Men’s Business’ meetings in an organised ‘Men’s Shed’ atmosphere…or the ‘Women’s Weekly Club’ Meeting or the many organisations that take on volunteers, usually retired people with time on their hands and a willingness to help anyway they can…just to kill time. In various guises and for different reasons we do it regularly throughout our lives. ![]()
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