Janette Plain

I am about to arrive at what is euphemistically called the Third Age and I feel pretty ambivalent about it.

My peers are packing in work and looking forward to downsizing, sitting by the fire and knitting cats.... old people do that stuff... I want to buy a Winnebago and meander lazily across North America. I want to take the time to learn how to play my mandolin. I want to go skinny-dipping and sleep under the stars; I may be heading towards my dotage, but I ain't dead yet!