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 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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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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How odd. When I was 75, that felt fine. 75% = a pass Reaching a deadline Achieving 3/4 of a century Roughly 70 years old A bargain Nearer to 50 than to 100. (Come again?) Now that I’m 76, that has changed. I am learning that, in my unconscious, 76 also has some more sinister characteristics. 76 = […]
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On 24 February I received one of the most mysterious, comical and metaphorical birthday gifts ever. OK, you recognise flowers, don’t you? They’re just background in this case, but apt for my current state of mind. So big, bright and bold they seem artificial — but they’re real. You know how smiling or standing up […]
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