It’s easy to forget how old you are. With the right song playing and a spring in your step, you can feel like you’re still in your late twenties even as you slide towards fifty. Yet there are moments that remind you very quickly of your age.         

I recently met someone who was in a quandary: she had been invited to three weddings on one weekend. It occurred to me that I haven’t attended a wedding in more than a decade. This is a sure sign (in white SA culture anyway) that you have reached a certain life stage. My own friends are either married or divorced — if they remarry, there’s less ceremony — and my kids, nephews and nieces are way too young to get married. Weddings barely feature in conversations at dinner parties and braais...

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