Month: March 2016

Are you trapped in an age-cage?

Just because there’s an age-cage, that doesn’t mean we have to walk right in. Or if we do, we can walk right out again. The door isn’t locked — in fact, there is no door, let alone a key, let alone a keeper. Incarceration on the basis of chronological age isn’t mandatory. However, a short spell […]

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Zq = inquisitive Kiwi

Here I am at the mysterious Zq post, published by me, apparently. Some of you commented when this page was nothing but the headline: Zq. You were puzzled. So was I. What did Zq mean? To reveal that Zq was accidentally posted by a fat finger on my iPhone is too simple. Surely everything has a […]

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One more for the how-to-be-a-terrific-old-person list: sex

One more item has been added to the how-to-be-a-terrific-older-person to-do list: sex. I give up! Shall I sharpen my brain to get more sex, or run out and get more sex for the sake of my brain cells, or both (to be on the safe side). The dreaded to-do list has now swollen into a multi-dimensional database leaking […]

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Ageing by the book: too many ticks and crosses

I like lists. Writing them. Ticking the boxes. Moving on. But sometimes I feel my life is becoming one great list, or worse, a monstrous database of lists within lists within lists. A scatty bitsiness pervades my life. I hear many retired people say they are busier than ever. Busy is good … up to a point. But […]

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