It’s the arrival!

It’s here…just what I’ve been waiting for!…I’m 66 years old….which means in the UK I’m classed as an ‘Old Age Pensioner ‘

Now I’m not one to shirk my new found era nor my responsibilities. As a child and through my younger growing up years to teenageship, the ‘older’ folk around me, retired neighbours and older family relations looked..well…really old.

I’m not one to be at all trendy nor have the stature or complexion of a younger person but remembering back to folk of my age now when I was younger..wow…they just looked so old, craggy looking and down beat. Is that due to the pressures of those days, lack of choice against today’s availability of better products and choice to help us think, feel and be younger in our daily outlook?

I say this as I don’t think I’m that really old craggy looking down beat person that I saw in older folk when I was younger.

Or could it be that time just seems to fly by so much as each year really seems to have speeded up it’s overtaken my true age and I’m only really 50, as I sure don’t feel 66, yet!