Five house-guests arrived today. It’s the last night of our August fiesta. And there’s fireworks at midnight. So no post tonight. Or at least not much of one.
Poem on the headstone of a grave in an English cemetery:-
Remember man, as you walk by,
As you are now, so once was I.
As I am now, so shall you be.
Remember this and follow me.
To which someone had added:
To follow you I'll not consent.
Until I know which way you went.