I have finally accepted that the latest high street fashion and my saggy face, veined hands and feet don’t mix.
I am also finally at peace with the fact I am never going to be a size 10 again
So, I am having a wardrobe revamp and replacing my favourite pieces with the next size up, by looking on places such as eBay and Vinted and I’m having lots of success!
I will sell the smaller sizes.
It’s taken me years to realise that I need to buy what suits me rather than what I am drawn to and I feel liberated!
Apart from the above, I have learnt the following
I need more supportive, comfortable footwear.
That there’s lots of it out there that looks nice!
That I don’t need a wardrobe bulging at the seams, especially as I wear uniform everyday at work
That I really like and suit classic pieces
That some colours really do not suit me
That I don’t need to spend loads on clothes.
That I am no longer a slave to fashion
Why has it taken my until I am nearing retirement to realise all of this?! 
why do Wetherspoons employ these idiots?
A general election (democratic eh not like Hamas) is taking place in Israel on Tuesday next week.
Would you rather stay your current age or swap the digits around?
Rejoice! Chancellor Healey Will Give Us Cheap Marmalade & Gherkins.



