The good things about getting older: The wild, the whacky and the wonderful

A recent poll was asking about feelings as you get older. One person who was only 60 said there was

A recent poll was asking about feelings as you get older. One person who was only 60 said there was nothing to recommend being older. I have to disagree. OK so there are the bleak days, due to all sorts of things, pain, circumstances, lack of cash, and just the mental strain of trying to keep it all together. It would be much easier to give up trying. Coming from a generation when life was not easy anyway, we just get up and start again.

Yet there are advantages to advanced age, we are almost invisible who the devil notices us? If we dress in beige they certainly don’t. So I wear strong bright colours to cheer myself and to frighten the horses. You can’t ignore a slightly overweight lady in shrieking lime green.

Laughter can still be part of life, we still have things that make us laugh, mostly the sight of ourselves in the mirror! I am in denial I think. I pretend it isn’t me. Laughing is easier because we do stupid things, like putting the keys in the fridge, and the then putting salt in the cake. Have done some whacky things, but we are still here. I even burned a jelly once trying to melt the cubes quicker, yes we used to buy jelly cubes. We have also heard all the punch lines to all those jokes. So have a great stock in trade of funny replies. I was brought up listening to the radio and all the old comedians. I am often playing Mah-jong with friends and a quick and very silly reply to some happening that has my friends falling off their chairs. We have so much experience of life, so it’s good to see funny side. A necessary trait to survive I believe.

The opinions of others still matter, but unless they are special friends you respect, who cares? Do what makes you happy as long as it’s legal and hurts no one. I had the tattoo when I was 70, no problem, it is hidden and so far the flesh is still firm I don’t have a rose from Texas that reaches to the South Pole yet. I wear what I like, sleeves or not, flowing or fitting, just a few rules I cover my middle and usually my legs. Shame the legs were my best part when I was younger. Now I have a swollen ankle from a knee operation so I dress to suit my faults.

I grab every small opportunity for happiness, any treat or outing is looked forward to and savoured. Being on a tight budget, which we are, makes life a bit bleak at times. So I take with both hands the good times, a meal out, a party, a drive out for tea, and all the events large or small are enjoyed to the full.

I certainly keep busy; slowing down is not on the menu. I am secretary for a new branch of U3A, and I write for this site Starts at Sixty now and then. I also have started painting in earnest, I am doing portraits of children and animals as my stock in trade. I have a few commissions I am struggling to finish. So life after sixty, it is busy, fun, and when there is no pain and I have a few dollars in my purse, well worth living.

Tell us, what are your favourite things about getting older?

  1. I know! I have the best laugh at myself these days! Like walking around looking for my phone whilst I am talking on it!

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  3. Now we have retired love to be spontaneous the weekends were once for picnics, not anymore midweek and we are off to Egg and Bacon bay for a picnic. I know l know ” devils “

  4. Years ago, before we became bogged down with rules and regulations I allowed our residents to cook. It might be soup for their evening meal, toasted sandwiches for lunch, or stews! They got so much joy from the exercise, and shared their many memories of cooking at home. One day I decided they would cook some boiled fruit cakes. We prepared the fruit mix and other ingredients. In the pantry of the kitchen, large covered bins held flour, sugar, salt, rice and oats! So we mixed the eggs and flour into the fruit mix, and just as I went to pour the mix into the cake tins, I tasted the mix! OMG! Someone had cleaned out the bins and the changed the order and we had salted our cakes! It was disgusting! I had to throw the lot out! So glad I discover the mistake before it was cooked and fed to our residents!

    • Jacqui Lee  

      Brought back memories for me Mary, used to cook with the residents when the rules were less restricting, used to make fried rice, pancakes, cumquat jelly, all sorts, wasn’t it great to do those things with them? I was employed in Personal care then activities, loved the job then. Very rewarding. But yes ,…salty cakes would have been a worry!

  5. Michael Leitch  

    So very true l am in complete denial as at 69 after open heart and the loss of my right big toe the biggest hurdle in life is learning how to live without flip flops

  6. My friend made some pumpkin scones when I visited her with my grandchildren. The kids made faces when they ate them. It wasn’t till I drank my tea and found it salty that she realised she had put salt in the sugar jar. They ended up having biscuits with butter and sprinkles. Never allowed to forget it 😃

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