A Few Thoughts of Mine.

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Bern's Prose.

A Few Thoughts of mine.

I keep telling myself that I am alone, alone in a world that holds no dangers. All is peaceful, sun shines most of the day. Evening’s breezes flow in from the sea, I tell myself that I am one very lucky contented man. There are many that would find such a life too peaceful, too quiet. This does not in the least bother me, let others lead their lives in their own way. I begrudge no one their own way of living their lives. I have often heard the phrase, The World Is My Oyster. I have never asked myself what does this mean. I remember oysters as shells with a soft jelly like substance that many people eat by letting the insides of the oyster slip down their throats. I must say the idea does not appeal to me of letting that slimy substance slide down my gullet. Please do not get my tastes and me wrong if oysters appeal to you then please eat as many as you wish. I would be the first to wish you Bon Appetite.

I always raise my hat or better my cap when meeting friends on the streets or in shops. This small courtesy I learned as a small boy why should I give it up now. I see many that smile and think that I am old fashioned. Not so the Ladies, all thank me with a smile or a small greeting.

Many think that I am being unfriendly when I try to ignore an outstretched hand on greeting. I have always at the back of my mind that there are so many germs even on the fresh washed hands. Most of these germs are harmless but what if I am carrying such a germ on my hand and pass it on to you. You become seriously ill now whose fault is it, mine for shaking your outstretched hand or yours for offering me your hand? The next time I ignore such an outstretched hand please excuse me for I have this terror of passing on an illness that neither of us want. After my short stay in hospital with everywhere containers holding disinfection sprays for the hands this feeling of being unwell at the thought that I may be a carrier of some awful disease leaves me feeling weak and unwilling to shake an outstretched hand. Bern