I have recently started being amused by images of supposed old age in books I am reading. After a character is described as totally decrepid for pages, suddenly it is mentioned that he/she is 63!
Anyway, here is one from today's read, a woman being visited by a police officer for questioning:
'After a few moments the door opened a few inches and a woman - in her early sixties, he guessed - stared out at him suspicioiusly from behind rather stern glasses. Twenty years ago, with a better hairdo and the thick worry creases airbrushed from her face, she might have been quite attractive, he thought. Now, with her short, iron-grey hair, a baggy orange jumper that swamped her, brown polyester trousers and plimsolls, she looked to Pewe like one of those doughty, backbone-of-England ladies you find manning stalls at the church bazaar ..... her small, round mouth fell open, revealing neat teeth that were yellow with age.
Actually, apart from the polyester I quite liked the character's style 
Interference by Trump in the World Cup.
Farage has resigned as an MP for Clacton?
My dad spent 40 years mastering his craft, and last week someone half his age told him how to eat.😠
What did you you think you would have by your current age that you don't?
