Having come inhere from an "HTML" thread, and having read the first half of this thread, I thought it might help to quote A & G's Old friends

(the words have been 'corrected' from those seen at the above site, based on personal memory of the words!)

Old Friends, Old Friends, Sat on their park bench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes, of the high shoes, of the old friends

Old Friends, Winter companions the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settle like dust, On the shoulders of the old friends

Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy.

Old Friends, Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fears

Old friends.....

Nigel