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This morning was a wake up call, a complete reality check. Another wrinkle and no amount of make-up can disguise it. The calendar is flying through the months and in less than a few short weeks I have to face another batch of rude cards, poking fun at my advancing years. I certainly don't relish the thought of a long day of smiling through all the wise cracks about dinosaurs and walking sticks. I don't want to think about nursing homes and incontinence or pensions and retirement. I think it is possible I have been a little tender when it comes to ageing. I would like to sail through life and say I don't care but, I do care and I won't lie about it! Getting older is not easy.