I’m hopeless with numbers and often write the wrong year on a cheque (and not just at the turn of the year...) I truly forget how old I am and it really can be a state of mind. Some people are ‘old’ at thirty.
A kind man at the railway station said “What are you doing with your mother’s pass?” when I turned 60, bless him.
Girls grammars in the 60s (and beyond)
Favourite small treat when feeling blue or conversely a bit flush



