What a delightful thought, that our lives are rather like that of a grape. Our tended youth, fizzing twenties, settling mid years leading to later years where we develop to this stage of ripe fullness: a time when we reflect back on life, review it, relish it and extract from it all the best of what we have experienced.
Due in hospital on Tuesday for major surgery. At 83, not without risk. And I have a choice. It is recommended, as necessary and wise, but not at this moment critical. Choices like that in your 84 th year are interesting. Different. You know that Terry Pratchett’s marvellous Discworld character DEATH is lurking somewhere. You probably wouldn’t…
Images of bent old people are not acceptable in the new version of Old Age. It is a preventable problem, not a result of ageing.
If you are middle aged, better stop it. Pilates now!
Wrong! Happy older people do not need to run marathons. They live wisely, exercise sensibly and enjoy the richness of later life.
Adrenaline: challenge, activity, people and shared fun….the best antidote to depression, the pick me up, the buzz in life at any age.
What do we mean by this word ‘fit”? We seem to have got ourselves into a nonsensical world with this idea of fitness. What does it mean to be fit at 80+?
Ancient Badlands: Aren’t they amazing? Terrain which has survived wind, rain, sun and everything for years. Now showing its history with every inch of its surface.
