I think of Morecambe and Wise, one of my favourite double acts as a child, and when Eric Morecambe died in May 1984, Ernie Wise wasn’t heard of very much. He died in March 1999.
But what makes us Wise?
Is it learning from our mistakes, reading a lot, talking to people, taking an interest in our friends and surroundings, checking things out we don’t understand?
Are we born wise, each of us having potential that is not always recognised and encouraged?
Most of us respect the wisdom of our elders, and we can indeed be wise after the event.
I’m not daft, but I don’t think I qualify as being wise either.
Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge: