‘These’ are the good old days…

‘These’ are the good old days…

By Helen Fortin Lazy Sundays are great, aren’t they? This one seems particularly great. Sitting on my deck with the cat cuddled up on my lap writing this article at the same time, I have no choice. She’s always with me. It’s ok. She’s 17 and still needs lots of cuddles. We all do. Speaking of age, I turned 70 in July, quite an achievement these days. I’ve always been suspect of this number and I’m feeling pretty rickety these days. But my husban…