Ageing is by definition both insidious and relentless.
Whilst you hold on, in desperation, to those memories of experiences dear to you, the influx of new information crowds, distorts and hides them.
Occasionally, the dam of irrelevant trivia will burst, allowing memories to flood your sensorium. The trigger might be a smell, a sight, a sound or some other prompt.
I recently had the opportunity to lay on the beach, in the sun, undisturbed.
How I loved doing this years ago. The warmth on my skin. A faint cooling breeze. The silence.
Other things I liked, but never do now...
Sleeping in till 12 noon.
Walking to the City and back for no particular reason.
Talking to someone I don't know in public.
Reading at the park.
Photographing stuff.
Playing music REALLY loud.
Walking around at home in my jocks.
Eating raw carrots.