Hello Barrow!

Forty years ago today I first stepped foot in Barrow. I loved all 28 years I spent there, strange though some of those years might seem in retrospect. But mostly I like to think that I lived up to my philosophy, best summed up by the following quote from I don’t know who.

“Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming “WOO HOO – what a ride!”

Thanks, Barrow, for the best ride ever.