Thursday, May 10, 2007

Family news 1 

Tomorrow, my sister is 60 and she retires. So now, I’m the only one of the Williams children working and I probably have at least another 20 years before I can join the leisured classes.

It’s funny, isn’t it, how we no longer think of people in their sixties as being old? I don’t think of my brother or sister as old at all. Years ago, sixty-year-olds looked ancient and haggard. Never mind that, in some black and white movies, even people in their thirties looked old.

It probably comes down to outlook. Think you're old and, hey presto, you look it.

As I said to someone today, sixty is the new forty.

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