Why shouldn't those who feel comfortable in jeans (as I do) wear them when and how they want? Now that I am 65 I can't be bothered to worry about what the clothes police think about my jeans, or my cords when it's cold, or my Rohan Bags when I'm on holiday. I am reminded of a poem by Woodrow Wilson:
For beauty I am not a star,
There are others more perfect by far,
But my face I don't mind it,
For I am behind it,
It is those in front that I jar.
And the same goes for my jeans!
Beauty treatments- which do you have?
Why do hospitals, most of whom have large catchment areas, make accessing them so difficult?
Things Ain't What They Used To Be
So…..what are we all up to on this beautiful sunny bank holiday? ☀️



