Don’t know when it happened. Don’t know how, but it has gone. I can no longer skip…Me, who used to pride herself on light footed Scottish dance steps!
At 80+ life becomes rather charmingly weird. Let me try to explain. A largish party gathered at our house last month. Forty or so people, average age around 78, greeting, meeting, chatting and drinking and generating a wonderful sense of warmth and laughter So what was this occasion? No. It wasn’t a funeral, but at 80+…
The belief that a good life ends when you are no longer young is all pervasive today. It is damaging and unhelpful for everyone.
Unthinking Ageism in Restaurants? Yes! Why havent they thought of these things? Because until you are old, it is very difficult to imagine what being old is like. They need to know. We need to tell them.
Never stand when you can sit and never sit if you can lie?