Sometimes life is like standing on a stepping stone in the middle of a roaring river.

The good thing about stepping stones is there's never just one.
If you keep moving from one to the next, eventually you'll reach the other side.

Saturday, 20 April 2013

Brian Sparrow

Brian Sparrow is 64 years old. His once-brown hair is now dark grey. It's very thin on top and Brian has considered a comb-over to hide this, but decided against it because he felt it would look silly. His eyes are brown, often hidden behind very thick, round glasses.

He is an accountant and loves his job just as much as when he started at 16 years old. He owns five suits and wears one each day to work; always the same suit on the same day. When one suit gets too worn for work he replaces it with one as similar as possible, and gives the worn suit to a friend who makes and sells rag rugs.

He is average height and quite slim, apart from a bit of wobble around his stomach, because he walks half an hour to work and back each day. 

Brian has few friends at work as they are mostly a lot younger and he's not entirely comfortable talking to them. However, he does still keep in touch with old friends who have moved from the company or retired, and meets a few of them every Friday in his local pub. He is also very active in his church, holding a housegroup for the over 60s in his house every Wednesday evening.

He enjoys reading railway magazines and non-fiction books about steam trains, as well as gardening and walking.


Tomorrow's name: Paul Askwith

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