Tim was thinking about going for high-speed spin along the deserted sea wall to celebrate his 80th birthday.
He would lean heavily to one side to counterbalance the dangerous camber of the path. He’d deploy his infamous invincibility shield to defend him from loitering covid dropules left by illegal joggers out sneezing earlier this morning. Obviously, he’d use his mobility scooter’s 4WD function to scramble over the mountains of stones the recent storms had strewn across the path. Finally, he’d need to dodge the bored policeman lurking in the car park, waiting to ticket adventurous pensioners breaking lockdown on non-essential jaunts along the seaside.
Just thinking about it was probably enough for today.
Maybe he’d do it tomorrow.
Happy Birthday Dad! We love you xxxxxxxx