How did that happen?
I'm not old..."just older" than I used to be.
I moved on to another charity shop (last of the big spenders, me)
I picked up a book. Again, the old lady was straight on the case. "It's like the Da Vinci code" she volunteered. "Have you read it?"
I admitted I'd got a bit confused in places. "Oh well," she said,"it's good to try to keep your brain active."
Only a year ago I was a full time teacher,, and now, all of a sudden old ladies are seeing me as kindred spirits!
I was thinking of abandoning my burgundy hair dye for something calmer, but this has convinced me to stay purple :-)
By Jenny Joseph
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
and satin candles, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired
and gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
and run my stick along the public railings
and make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick the flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
and eat three pounds of sausages at a go
or only bread and pickles for a week
and hoard pens and pencils and beer nuts and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
and pay our rent and not swear in the street
and set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
Just in case you missed it...Bon Jovi's "just older"
