Private, Proud & Set In His Ways.A Story by OnlymeAn old man sat by his one bar electric fire in the dark. His pension he had to make last until his next payday. Having paid all his bills and rent for this week for his little apartment. for the week ahead. As well as the little bit he had left. He keeps incasing of emergencies. He is not one of these lucky pensioners. That has a holiday home abroad in the sunshine. And every few months in the year. Travels off to it and stays for a while. In the sun away from the snow and cold here. So here he is huddled up in front of his little fire. With all his clothes on and a heavy coat. Trying to keep warm. Every night. And he has his radio and television as his companions. He loves to listen to them. None of his neighbours knows about him. He lives in an area where everyone tends to keep to themselves. And to me, that is so sad. No community centre for him to go to and mix. As they closed the last one down a few years back. And he can't afford to place a bet on the horses like he used to do. As the bills keep going up yearly. And all his old pals. Over the years have died. And he is the only one left. His adult kids check on him. But he is private, proud and asks no one for anything. He is lovely, to be honest. Bill is a sweetheart. Kind, decent and loving. But keeps himself to himself. When his wife was alive. Betty would tell my mum. As she worked in the local corner shop in those days. And was a chatty lady and friendly. She told us about Bill and his private ways. Keeping to himself and having dinner ready for her when she returned home from a hard day at the shop working. I often think of him and Betty. And bump into his son or daughter odd time. Who tells me he is well and doing okay. © 2019 OnlymeFeatured Review
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