Just wondered what is your worst thing about getting older. For me it's the loss of my slim legs and ankles. I now have wider feet and puffy ankles and I can only fit into 'old ladies' shoes. Fortunately I'm nearly always in trousers and wellies or walking boots but I'd love to have my ankles back again.
Lorna

I will let you know when I get there ;)

:D :D :D

48 going on 18 here :)

<<your worst thing about getting older>>
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:D :D :p

The worst thing about getting older? Looking in the mirror and seeing my Mother looking back!!!! :D

Being called " dear" and "madam" by barely weaned shop assistants/ receptionists/policemen etc. And turning into Victor Meldrew on a bad day.:D

Wish I was like my mum :) She's 4 stone lighter than me :D

Daisy

Fortunately still have 4 sister-in-laws from my first marriage who are currently 95 94 92 & 88 - so, being it's all comparative, makes me feel quite young at 60! (2 still living in their own houses!) :) :) :)
Cathy.

Last night we were out for a meal with my Sons and their girlfriends who are in their thirties one of them who is 37 said something about when they put us in a home :( Im only 52 a mere slip of a kid ;) I said to her it is highly likely you will be in a home before me !
Then I started thinking as none of these prospective daughters in law like dogs it may be prudent to do a bunk to some little remote place where they cant get me when I feel frailty coming on :)

Dont worry about getting older just be glad your still here :) :) :)

The worst thing would be having to think about having less and smaller dogs.I am already looking around for the breed I will have when I cannot handle a strapping, naughty, male Bracco and all my HWV', I quite like standard WH Dachshunds.
Diane

well, i was told that life begins at 40 - well, 5 months later i realise that so does more grey hair and the extraordinary ability to store food around my middle !. what's all that about then ?. my waist disappeared overnight !.
yes, i agree about ankles too - i find myself picking up shoes and saying "oh, they look comfy" !!.
having said all that, so many sad things in the world, i've many things to be grateful for.
val

Maybe we should start another thread with the positives - not having to do the school run!! for example.
Lorna

speak for yourself dudly lol...am getting old and still have a five year old.:(

I watched a programme on telly a while ago and they were interviewing Dora Bryan and the interviewer asked her how she felt to be on the show she said my dear at my age im glad to be anywhere :) :) :)

Too right, Mattie! When we complain about getting old, we should consider the alternative!
:)

Should I be worried?
The wife said that it would be better if I sleep in a coffin each night at the side of the bed. "Just in case, dear".
I find the hardest thing for me, now that I am 'ancient' is:-
GETTING THE BLOODY LID OFF THE COFFIN each morning.
I am sure that she 'nailes' it down each night.
;) :(
Harry C.
P.S.
I have hidden the insurence policy.

LOL@ Harry
make sureyou have mobile phone and large bottle of whisky in there

:D
What do I need the mobile phone for Mattie?
To call the off-licence for more whisky?

Harry C.

Wot ho Harry, you old reprobate! You're not ancient, you're deceased!

dont think so J he is still posting :)

Well Mattie, as you know, Labradors dont stop eating until they have been dead for at least two weeks!

Thats it John!!!! you've really done it now.
I am cut to the quick.
I didn't mind you saying that I was 'deceased', but infering that I am a "LABRADOR" is just too much.
Our friendship is over. (ermmm, well 'almost' over)
;) :) ;)
Harry C.

'Keep taking the oxygen John'

That means nothing, Mattie! You're not dead till everyone's forgotten you.
:)

what I want to know is when does the compulsary woolly hat come in to play ? :) and where do they come from

Oh don't mention wooly hats, my mother gave me a wooly hat and mittens in a lovely brown and fawn colour for my Christmas present six years ago when I was only a wee wipper snapper of 30yrs !!

I still have nightmares about opening the wrapping and having to say nice things like, 'oh those will come in useful' in aloud voice so she could hear, and then muttering under my breathe ' God when I am riding in one of those electric disabled contraptions !! ' :D

You are as old as you feel !! ;)

Lucy

my mother soooooo showed me up in town when i shivered and she insisted on trying to wrap a headscarf around my neck and tuck it in.well i was 25!!.

I know I am getting old now that my children treat me like a child, and tell me what I should and should not do, and what I am capable of doing. Even ringing to find out where I am if I am out later than they think I should be at night. It's a standing joke with my husband and I if we go anywhere without the children we will be grounded.

Definatelty the need for comfy shoes.... I realised this yesterday, I had an Open day in the building I work in and came in all nice and smart and tidy and polished shiny new (as you do ) wearing a nice new skirt and jacket and 3 inch heels, when our local assembly member turned up I had to excuse myself for the way I looked as I already had to change into my flat tatty comfy shoes............. :O
...and having to wear socks in bed now it's getting chillier

I read all of this and its like looking in the mirror....and I'm only 39. Heaven help me when I get truly ancient.

Another fat footer and cumfy shoe lover.

Gill

Ps. I also love my heated blanket and let's not forget cumfy pants:D.