Bus Stop, New Zealand
Yesterday (Thursday ) met a 72 year old dock worker from Wicklow.
We just walked onto the street by the hotel, when a big scruffy bloke in overalls walked towards us asking for help to read a postcard. He could read alright but his brother a farmer travelling Europe, could not spell.
He had been to jermany and swiserland.
Just to show life is the same the world over, he explained he was going back to school for retraining. We decided it was because 2+2 now mad...