So much for stereotypes

The idea of old people not having fun between the sheets was put to rest today.

We met a Danish friend on the street. He had bought a house I once partially owned then a grange which he has redone into the most wonderful loft over looking the river bed (water is missing a good part of the year, but it is still a pretty view). He rents it to friends usually from Scandinavia.

He was about to replace a bed in the Grange for a second time in less than a year.

"Nordic old people," he complained. Seems two elderly (technically I'm considered elderly too but Rick and I were innocent--we'd never slept in his place) couples had broken the previous beds with their amorous activities. He couldn't prove it was the amorous activities, but . . .

On the other hand, more power to them.