No bucket list here.

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I don’t have a bucket list. I know many of you do, but no judgement. I just feel that if I had such a list I might purposely try to not achieve some of the goals because to achieve them all would mean that the time was approaching for me to make my exit. Instead I have identified areas of life and activity that I want to be involved in on an on-going basis, activities that are open ended. Among those activities are working my garden to produce oodles of changing colour, a haven where I can imbibe (appropriate amounts of) wine on summer evenings and whiskey in winter. I’m on a quest to constantly improve my ability to operate in a variety of languages, notably French, Italian and Greek. That’s an on-going task with no concrete end. My pasta-making skills are also a never-ending saga, similarly my endeavours to make perfect cocktails for every occasion. God too, and my knowledge of him, is on-going and never-ending, and I need to keep up the trips to see family in England, Scotland, France, Athens, Rome and elsewhere. I just haven’t time for a bucket list.