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

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

1 August - Grass & Greener - partial

from now on anything that says 'partial' means that I haven't finished writing it but that if I sit on it forever, you'll think this blog is defunct so am publishing and later on will amend.

Double excursion to two sets of friends in Dorset plus nudie beache thrown in.

From a small but perfectly formed cottage to a brand newly refurbished giant vicarage where litres of Farrow and Ball have been used on the triple height walls and ceilings. Wow.

Looking at their house then upon return at house of their friends (have met them) which is bigger/better and so on on Dartmoor.

C. wistful about life she's left behind, just being mum/interior designer whilst B writes. Her small daughter question hurts.

Her bro forging ahead in Hollywood shooting massive budget film. Seems yesterday we went to see his last movie which was in 2 London cinemas for no longer than a week. The sort of shotgun wedding.

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