I enjoy telling small lies to my wife, like ‘Why no, you’re not in the frame at all’. More alarming is that I’ve begun to enjoy knee-high support socks. And sipping beer out by the septic tank on a week night.
The second one is age-related surely, but no idea where the last one comes from. It does give me an idea for picture though. The first one- I may have taken up photography just to be able to do this.