I think most of us older people seem terribly surprised to find ourselves in the category called ‘old’. It starts with turning 60 or 65, the traditional markers, and many of us arrive with our shoes polished and our best clothes packed like a new arrival at secondary school. What will it be like? Will people like me? Will I manage? And some simply deny it is happening or ignore it altogether.
And, like secondary school, we generally learn to fit in. Indeed, we realise that others are more or less in the same boat, experiencing similar fears, adjustments and new pleasures. It’s OK, it’s normal, I know my way around. It’s not an ideal analogy, as at secondary school we move on again, but it will have to do.
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