space

There are times where you are reminded that money is simply an oil, which greases the wheels of everyday life. The more you have the easier life is but it does not make a life, only furnishes it.

My Sister recently got married and returning to my suite at Ettington Park Hotel the old reminder made itself known.

I have written about "spaces" before although this time I thought I would but what I called a tilt on it. A tilt is a bit like throwing the same ball but at a different angle so it goes somewhere else.

The idea is partly a follow on to my previous post about the undercurrent in life although this time I have played with a rhyming scheme as a bit of an exercise.