It’s Official

When I returned from our little holiday this week, I was delighted to open up a letter which held my FREEDOM PASS! I was more than thrilled yesterday to use said pass on the tram, and felt a great sense of satisfaction to pat myself on the back and tap the freedom pass on the reader knowing that I haven’t yet reached the milestone birthday! Ha Ha! Yup - going to be an OAP on Sunday. My 66th birthday. Proper pensionable age. Do I feel it? Sometimes......... although I try really hard to keep that positivity (that I’m famous for 😋) present as much as I can, there are moments when I feel a bit aged. Most of the time, I feel no different to the chirpy music/drama student training to be a teacher in the mid seventies - just a bit wiser perhaps........ but then I realise that I’m starting to make a groaning sound when I get up from the chair on occasions - and also recognise that I don’t kneel down with alacrity on the floor to pick dropped things up, just in ca...