Some thoughts on ageing and retirement

And one thing my old Dad taught me, after he was dead....

Wednesday is usually when I write the more personal stuff - so far it’s been excerpts from a memoir of my time as a nursing student. It seems such a long time ago. This year I shall be 68. I’m definitely not young any more but neither do I feel old. Not as old as my parents seemed in their late sixties. I find it quite hard to get my head around agein…