Head Space Daily Words...

I was walking the streets of Bromley today, when this old boy took a tumble. He tripped over the curb and went arse over apex, flat on his face. He must have been in his late 80s at least, dressed up all smart in his suit and tie, like an old fashioned granddad. I helped him back to his feet, which believe you me, was a bit of a struggle and wished him well. He seemed OK as he patted his hair back into a silver side parting, repositioned his tie and shuffled off down the street. I’m pretty sure he’ll wake up tomorrow with a bruise or two to remember the occasion…