An old friend Bill is leaving town,he is the last of my walking companions.He lives with his son and his wife who are moving for work purposes and as they are his only family and he is getting on in years he is going with them.He is no longer a walker his legs being past it but we see each other once a week or so. I will miss him.
Over the last 4 years I have lost the rest. Tom,Bert and old Bert died.Ernie had a massive stroke and was carted off to a nursing home out of town,Sherlock left the island and Cliff just sort of faded from the scene.

So here I am like an aging gunfighter,the last man standing from the Walney posse.