See what my brother-in-law, Barrie, unearthed today - the card notifying people of his engagement to my sister, Maggie - exactly 42 years ago today. What a find!
Baz is obviously much better at this tidy-up lark than I am, though, in my defence, he has had a few months start on me. My most spectacular finds in the deepest, darkest garage today were a set of billycans which belonged to the oldest of
the Darling Daughters in her Guiding days (her name is still clearly visible on the side) and a slightly dusty descant recorder. Maybe I should learn to play the recorder as one of my retirement projects? I could ask Mr B for his opinion but,
as the person who will have to listen to whatever sounds I manage to produce, I suspect he is unlikely to be supportive. Instead I will consult with the more musical members of my family.......
The fire alarm went off at the health club today - slap, bang in the middle of an aqua-aerobics session. I know we should have all leapt out of the pool immediately and vacated the building in double-quick time - but, oh dear, there we were clad
only in our swim-gear. Sighs of relief when we were told it was a false alarm!
John Simpson says that 65 is the new 55. Excellent news! "Back in 1967 we thought that people of
65 had one foot in the grave and the other on a banana skin," says Mr Simpson who also says he is often surprised to see his 67 year old self looking back at him from the mirror because he feels so much younger. I find viewing at a distance helps.......