Monday 7 March 2011: Reflections of an old age.

I really don't mind growing old, as long as I can make it.

My mother had great plans for retirement but the big C got her first. I am sad that she was not here for me, that she did not get to see her grandchildren. But most of all I am sad that she did not get to sit in that little window clad with windowsill boxes full of geraniums and watch the world go by. That was her aspiration for retirement (a pretty normal thing to do there where I come from).

So I am being very good now, so that I can make it.
But later when I am old (old and fragile, but still beautiful obviously, see the metaphor in the image?) I promise you that I will:

Behave disgracefully
Take up smoking again
Consider bungee jumping
Loose my slippers, glasses, keys on regular bases
Be an obnoxious old fart
Gossip massively
Cackle
.. and maybe have that little window with the geraniums.

I miss you still.

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