I’ve never been cutting edge, even when my profile was less rounded. I’ve been a little bit different to the norm, but not excessively so. It’s not that I wanted to conform but my four children, spread over 16 years,
Women under the bed
Perish the thought that I should be considered old, but I’m convinced that there are differences between men and woman. This, it seems, is going against modern thinking. But for reasons I will explain, I remain convinced I am correct.
The seven sighs of ageing
According to an advertising theme, there are seven signs of ageing. They name them as: Dark spots. Sagging skin. Dull, glow-less skin. Lines and wrinkles. Dry skin. Patchy skin. Open pores. Although not stipulated, this appears to be targeted at
Hell in all its fury
I don’t believe in hell. I’m not sure many people do. It is a good thing too as going by the various descriptions it is quite, well, hellish. I don’t want to go there. All that flame and pokers can’t
I’m getting better
I’ve been ill. That’s why there’s been a hiatus in posting. I’ve been ill before of course, many times, and I think that’s part of the problem. I’ve only been very ill four times in my life. I had a
Disappointing children
I do granddaddy stuff now. I babysit and take a couple of grandchildren to school and pick them up. These two are quite young, six and four, so are at the age when they can be a bit dreamy. My
You’ll never guess
You’ll never guess who I bumped into. Well, you might as you could well have bumped into them as well. I walk quite fast. People will tell me this in, it seems, the expectation that I haven’t noticed. I used