Let’s face it, I’m not getting any younger. And as much as I’m all for embracing who I am and how old I am, if I could stay 18 forever, I would. God, that was such a good age. Youth is wasted on the young though, and I don’t think I realised quite how good […]
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Signs I’m Turning Into My Nan
“The evolutionary phase of Nanadom” … that’s how my friend Claire described my life this morning. And the annoying thing is, she’s totally right. I’ll try and explain. (That’s my lovely Nan Florence above by the way.) Let’s just use this morning as an example. I had to drop my new car off […]
Signs I’m Getting Old
This morning I woke up looking like this. Attractive no? (No.) As much as I love a selfie where I’m looking relatively good, I’m not averse to showing my readers when I look awful and lets face it, this is not a good look. I don’t know how I did it either, […]
Old
Look at this photo carefully. What can you see? A ‘natural’ gold tan? My late mum’s wedding ring that will only fit on my little finger because she had skinny hands? Chipped nail varnish because I’ve been too busy to take it off? All of the above. But if you look really carefully … […]
The Notebook in the Cafe
The beauty of having a café as an office is that there is a constant influx of interesting people coming in and out. From cute babies to the elderly and an eclectic mix in between, it is this variety of society that keeps me going back every day. Lately, I’ve noticed an elderly couple that […]
The Botox Bandit
I walked into my local Marks & Spencer store today and was greeted by the theme tune to the Rockford Files. Quite how they’re unable to afford more up to date music I don’t know, but hey, it was a nostalgic three minutes. For those of you lucky enough to be too young to remember […]
‘Helpful’ Mr Hugo
“Forty is the old age of youth; fifty is the youth of old age.” Victor Hugo No doubt Mr Hugo was trying to make himself feel better about approaching his twilight years but, as a woman approaching forty, it just drove home the inevitable truth. According to Mr Hugo, I am in the old age […]