Am I an old dear then?

  As a kid I used to hate it when six o'clock came around and The News would be on. I thought The News was sooo boring, I thought then that I would never, ever want to be the age where the news was interesting.

I thought the garden centre was dull, and cardigans and slippers were for boring groun-ups.

Today I caught myself watching the news at 6 wearing a cardigan and my slippers, having been to look around the garden centre with Man Wonderful this afternoon.

Ah well.

At least I'm a happy old dear!




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