“I have a saxophone in the basement,” I said. “I’d like to clean it up so I can practice playing it again.”
“Why?” Poppy asked.
“So I can play saxophone solos,” I told her, “and maybe join a band.”
“You have a family already,” she said. “It’s too late. You should’ve done that in your earlier years.”
Usually, Poppy’s honest observations are accurate. This time, she is wrong.
Hardly …. It’s never too late to join a band. You’re only half as old as Mick and Steve. 😉