Friday 16th January 1948 "Worked for Mrs Wilkynes Eileen Place, 4 slates.
Worked up Blaenrhondda, 3 slates." In a suprise plot twist my grandfather had not yet sharpened his pencil.
When you are old
When you are old and grey and full of sleep.
And nodding by the fire, take down this book.
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
How many loved your moments of glad grace.
And loved your beauty with love false or true.
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you.
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars. ........................................... 走出舒適圈 出發吧！一個人的流浪！
之前利用 1948 年美國郵差布袋做成後揹包後
尺寸約 / 長36 x 寬16 x 厚度12 cm