FF 67
FF 67 Not that I want to use the F word but it is freaking frightening turning 67 today. Old people like to delude and console themselves with the overused clique that 'age is just a number' but the fact remains that this bloomer is fast becoming ancient. I don't know about other people but I do not look forward to Birthdays ever since turning 40. Happy Birthday indeed!!! People are not born with an expiry date tag. So you don't really know how much longer you will be hanging around. The good news is there wasn't any adverse pains and ache after my routine 3 km walk this morning, so I suppose this old junk use by date should last another 10-20 years. So why am I blogging and whining like a grumpy old man in here. I received a present and note from my favorite daughter this morning. She mentioned that she needed a calculator to work out my age (she was never good in math) and requested I do another blog post. I couldn't even remember the password