I had supper with my parents last week, it was a really fun evening. We had a take away curry and a just the one vat of wine (each). I’m not saying that we are a family of old soaks but more a gathering of soused herrings.
it was good to laugh, really good!
Mother has a way with words, she rarely misses the point. I’ve grown up with it so I know it’s not meant harshly. The topic of age came up as it often does, which is when it was pointed out to me that I was ‘looking at 50!’
Of course I did the dutiful shock, aghast reaction. But then sitting at home this morning it occurred to me that 50 is the gateway to piece of mind!
i can have a sun life over 50 plan to cover my funeral costs
i can join saga and get cheap insurance and holidays...with other over 50’s! (I know...rock and roll or what!)
I can join that dating site for over 50’s.
I mean...with all that to look forward to, who wouldn’t want to be 50?
