I was hurt, when I should have been so grateful, when a lovely young lady offered me her seat on the tram.Being old really hit home then.I'm seventy seven.
I look old,( well in my sixties so others say)feel old, have lots of problems, but I'm not giving in. In my head I still feel I'm in my twenties/thirties.
I had a total knee replacement four weeks ago and it's been tough but I'm getting there. I can't wait to get back on my bike. I'm a member of the cycling for softies brigade.No big hills and an electric bike.
I feel lucky though that I am not, at the moment, housebound and crippled with ill health. I feel so, so sorry for those who are.That's when old age really gets you down especially losing your independance.
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic
Being quizzed by chemist's assistant in Boots.