Sympathy for all the above posters. Does anyone else feel, as I do, the shame of old age? I'm 72; when I've been sitting for a while, not only is it agony to get up because of osteoarthritis, but I can't straighten up, and my rising from the sofa is often accompanied by an involuntary emission from my backside. I look in the mirror and my granny looks out: wispy hair, thinning lips, frown lines, blotchy complexion BUT, I'm still here to glory in the sunshine and the kindness of my friends.