Today is my 38th birthday. I have to face facts, I can no longer say I am 'mid thirties' (to be fair I have been stretching that one for a year or two). On paper I guess I am quite old now. But in my head I am still about 22.
Was is Oscar Wilde who said 'Youth is wasted on the young'? Too true. I would love the opportunity to go out all night dancing on tables, but I guess it will have to wait now till the children leave home...having just done the maths that would put me in my 50s (!)
