Sunday evening there were a group of sisters talking on their walk back to the carpark. It went something like this:
"So if the generation just means that your life overlapped with people who were around in 1914, couldn't that just go on forever?"
""I guess...." (looked at each other confused, then at me as I walked past).
To which I said: "Oh yes, remember the days when the generation was a simple 70 years from 1914?"
I've also talked about this to family members; the nooo light is not going down too well.