I think old age is like adolescence in that we change rapidly. As my body slumps and my skin wrinkles my tastes are changing.
As I grew up I began to like mushrooms and broad beans and now I've discovered I like beetroot! My mother always sliced beetroot in vinegar, which I've always loathed. If I live long enough will I start liking pickles or fish or runny eggs?
What can't you see yourself ever eating?
What household chore have you got completely wrong?

. Never saw that one coming!





