The keeper’s view
My father recently turned 90 years of age – a real achievement, even if he has not escaped the severe penalties that so often accompany old age. In February he bravely fought pneumonia and, against all the odds, won. When at his lowest in hospital I asked if there was anything I could get him, he replied only his shotgun.
Progress has been steady, but now appears to have stalemated into a largely chair-bound condition, one of
