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

Thursday, April 16, 2009

12 April - It's not grim up North

Sometimes.. the sun up north is the best light you've ever seen almost icelandic. You wouldn't list Morecambe bay as any special destination but it's been such a lovely day driving around, eating fish and chips with the obese masses. And can I say it's worth having had Toph away for a while if when he's back he's Mr twice a day. Sure that's not 5 a day (darn he's not 25) but it nicely balances the day. The levels vary but you couldn't have a perfect ten all the time or it wouldn't be worth it. Definitely not grim up North for me.


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