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Mar 2021
He's fixing time..literally
looking at my Swiss cuckoo clock
to find out what's wrong


I entered the semi detached house from the front
After several attempts at the bell
the millionaire opened the door

I walked past a sparse interior into the repair room
a small room with a lathe and every form of tool you can imagine
1950s magazines lie under tin boxes full of essential stuff

I ask what the old handset gadget does on the wall?
It's a remarkable build of switches and cables
"Thats the intercom so I can speak to her in the kitchen"
We study the cuckoo clock
We can't fix time, no fault found
Time is not broken
The only currency on show is kindness

He sits in the nursing home with his wife
"The house is up for sale and that's that' he tells dad
With no kids to leave his money will go to charity
Time well spent on the right stuff
Time spent on kindness not greed
Notes from visiting my dad's friend Robert who made his money in Finance. He never spent any money and lived a good life. Now in a nursing home.
Brian Turner
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Brian Turner  United Kingdom
(United Kingdom)   
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