The other day, my BFF and I shared a nice cuppa while having a bit of a moan about the fact that we are no longer bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. Instead, we have odd aches, have to our shock realised we can no longer leap out of bed (our bodies protest too loudly) and have a …
Mellow and mature – a reflection on growing old(er) Read More »
“Well, everything is just as it should be,” my doctor tells me with a bored little smile. “But what about …” I cough. “Well, you know; I don’t want any more kids, and the IUD is well over five years old, and …” She laughs! Bloody woman. “I seriously doubt there’s any risk of you …
Today I caught sight of my hand. Okay, okay, I see my hand all the time, but today I actually LOOKED at it. A shaft of spring sunlight illuminated every crease, every vein, and it was with some dismay I concluded I must be getting old. Well, maybe not old, but definitely older. I turned …
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