The Last Furlong

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Golden ages

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I think I have been very lucky to have lived through a few golden ages.

I was born at the end of a World War and since then, there hasn’t been another.

I was young in the 60’s which was a time of huge hope – hope is a wonderful emotion.

I smoked when it was the normal thing to do and a pack cost 35c (SA rands)

My children grew up before the Internet became a dangerous, greedy, pornographic place.

Our children were adolescents when, in Africa, Dagga (un modified Marijuana) was the strongest drug they could get hold of.

I drank Cane (spirits) and coke – cheap as chips in those days. Drinking alcohol did not bankrupt us.

There were no safety belts in cars or regulation baby seats, – just freedom. Our kids and I used to clamber on board the back of Mr Furlong’s “bakkie” (pick-up) and have the wind of the ride blow our worries away from our laughing mouths. Our children grew up wild and free.

The golden age of the Internet was the 1990’s – it was SO exciting. It has changed the world.

And the golden age of e cigs and vaping is now – before greed and avarice, stupidity and regulation, destroy the spontaneity of it all.

I’ve been so lucky!

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Author: thelastfurlong

I'm someone also pounding the Path, just like you.. I'm retired, going into Old Age and loving my life. I'm hoping to remain happy and well for as long as possible. Old Age is not SO bad - yet!

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