Diary of Lisa Taylor, reluctantly 42 (and a half)

Or.. 'f.ck me I'm forty.. two.. and a half', though can look 38 on a - not so deluded - good day. Or 'How to reconcile a well experienced mind trapped in a still - but for how long? – youthful body.' Don't have the 30somethings angst/problems, neither have the resigned (?) ageing baby-boomers in safe family territory outlook yet. Here's how I cope, one day all sexy women will get old... but never invisible. © Lisa Taylor 2005/6/7/8/9. Jeez.. so much for the 42 and-a-half delusion

Friday, October 31, 2008

25 October - Bumpkin & Pumpin'

Sometimes you just have to go eat somewhere simple but you still spend short of £150. Easily done if your humble trio of radishes or beetroot (age alert, took me asking a colleague about 'that wine coloured vegetable you eat sometimes and that stains everywhere if you get the juice on it, what's its name?' to remember the word) is £7. But am not complaining, Bumpkin gets my vote, the staff were very nice. The we went to nearby The Oak, then we went to the William IV which was a bit dead, and then we went to The Regent and danced a little. Toph was very self-congratulatory about the fact that all our friends who are ten years younger were claiming to be too tired to go out/do something. Either it's true or they simply didn't want our company. Hard to believe I know...

The boy would have happily checked out the nearby Paradise too but I dragged him home. I am older than him. I think the motor is fine but I had had some minor surgery after all and bed was calling.

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