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, March 19, 2010

14 March - Post wedding

How nice to wake up in stately halls with free standing baths and four poster beds. But the best thing these people had for sure is the views. Out of your window, nothing but grounds with nothing to interrupt your vistas. And it's all yours.
So a stroll is in order to Chatsworth and back. Humongous. Now of course a third of it is devoted to cafe' space and shops etc. Where once were stables and horses. More on this when I have time.


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