Today, apart from the death of a few thousand cells, I am the same as yesterday when I was 59. Yet it feels different: if I live that long, I’ll get a state pension this decade and I will retire. Mortality feels closer and although fairly active, what I want to do and what myContinue reading “Age is just a number”
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59
I remember once reading that your late 50s and early 60s are a time when you can get the most conservative and resistant to change: the siren call of nostalgia- ‘things were better then’ , an awareness that everything that is touted as ‘the next big thing’ you’ve seen in at least three different iterationsContinue reading “59”
Pensioner
Today marks my first day as a pensioner: a pension from a previous employer begins from today. I’ll still be working for many years to come, but ‘pensioner’ has a strange ring to it- it is me, but is this me? I have no desire to hide the label: it’s part of life, and evenContinue reading “Pensioner”
Wearily Hopeful 