But I intend to embrace maturity and age gracefully. (Mainly because I'm too lazy to prevent it.) So in celebration of my incredibly premature ageing, I want to do an "old theme" Folksy Friday. Today, on Sunday.
To be quite honest, I'm not that much of a high flyer. So yes I want a good job and I'm quite determined to get what I want in life. But I spend my evenings in floral aprons, the only thing close to alcohol to be drunk is slightly fermented orange juice, and getting a little over excited when I see Heston has a new series out. I do not see my later years spent skiing in the Alps (mainly because I hate skiing) or having odd orgies like they suggest in "Bendidorm" (the program). No. I see myself all snuggled up with my partner on a nice beach in the north of France, reading a book. Or taking wee day trips to the safari park and having a picnic amongst the peacock poo. Or having naps.
So these are items that come to mind when I think of my own old age.
(It wasn’t intentionally nearly all photography. I just happened to like a lot of them!) x