Our neighbour Milo takes on a grandson at table tennis.
On my first visit to Washington 30 or more years ago I was surprised at a notice at the entrance to a smart hotel. It read, "shirts must be worn." Nowadays such a notice would no longer arouse comment even in England where fine weather seems to dictate a new dress code to young men in the street: Shirts optional. Hotels beware.
Thinking back on decisions I have made in the last 70 years I find myself wondering how many could be described as good or right decisions. Less than 50 cent I estimate.