Category: Ageing
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Shooting From Both Ends And Not Taking life For Granted
In a week that has seen the sad and untimely deaths of two British entertainment legends, I’m still here. But only just – I’ve been holed-up in bed for the past few days, sick and feeling very sorry for myself. two toilet paper rolls on brown wooden background I rarely get genuinely sick, so I’d…
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A New Year Of Parenting
And so another year of parenting has come around to challenge and age us prematurely. For those with ickle children, I hate to burst your bubble but nothing changes in the worrying stakes as your children get older. Just another reason it felt so fucking awesome to see that even Madonna can’t get parenting right. …
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The Reality Of Those Damned Middle-Aged Fitness Resolutions
We’ve reached the end of the first week of January, so I wondered how everyone’s doing with their fitness resolutions? Or are you, like me, surreptitiously gorging on carbs and quaffing wine when no-one’s looking? I’ve been walking/jogging for the past ten days. I say ‘jogging’, but my pace is actually somewhere between a fast…
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Massage And The Price Of Beauty
With so much festive fun going on recently, I never got the chance to tell you about the best bits of our family holiday before Christmas. How I thought I’d look on the massage table… Being a ‘family holiday’, it obviously wasn’t going to be a moment that involved the family. No, the real standout…
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How I Survived My First Drinks Party Without Drinking
You know that I like a drink… But I’m a complex personality, hence I’m also a huge fan of Mindbodygreen, a website that publishes lots of great posts that highlight readers genuine experiences of how they improved their health or lifestyle, without that underlying virtuous and condescending ‘I’m better than you’ you approach. Found on dryjanuary.org.uk I’m…
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Friends, Holidays And Doing Fuck All
I’ve spoken before about the need to prune the bush of friendship before; about the sad inevitability that as we age, we evolve, yet sadly not always at the same rate or in the same direction as our friends. But fortunately, one of the BEST things about getting older is that we no longer have…
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We’re Lucky Enough To Be Holidaying With Our Parents
It’s family holiday time and no, I never did manage to lose the three kilos I needed to semi-confidently wear my swimsuit in public. I wish I could savour this feeling of excitement and anticipation that I always experience in the weeks leading up to a holiday; that is, before we go. Before I remember the…
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How Do You Really Feel About Being Invisible?
‘Ladies in their forties are still in the game in a big way.’ Tina Arena, Arias 2015 I turned fifty this year. I would describe my forties as the start of my ‘invisible phase’ – at least, it was during those years that it really hurt. Invisible man concept But I don’t mind being labelled…
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Ageing: When You Poo On A Stick, Rather Than Piss On It
I won’t horrify you with the nitty gritty details of when I recently completed my home bowel cancer screening test – a gift sent to me by our caring government for my fiftieth birthday. Suffice it to say, that I remained in denial about it for a good couple of months, hiding the medical proof…
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Marking Your Territory In Middle Age
The Princess is in the proverbial doghouse this week, due to an over-exaggerated limp that sent us into a state of panic, then suddenly disappeared at the vet. Photo courtesy of The Princess and one Greenie. Incredibly, she still manages to fit in at least fifteen wees during her new, reduced walks that were advised…
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Middle Aged Relationships And Keeping In Touch With Your Partner
When the old man and I were younger, deliriously and pathetically in love, we’d spot old couples in the street, holding hands and being publicly affectionate, and say ‘that will be us one day.’ Happy seniors talking and having fun while taking a walk in the park Other days, we might spot a middle aged…
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The Annual Torture Of Buying Swimwear When You’re Middle-Aged
We’re approaching summer here in Sydney and my annual fear of publicly outing the middle-aged, cuddly bod, to a beach full of unsuspecting and judgmental sunbathers already has me reeling with fear. I moved to Australia for the temperate climate but as much as I love the water, the idea of posing in swimmers and…
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