I felt old this week. Very old. And not. You see, I am still as physically strong and as engaged with the world as I was when I was in my 20s. Probably more so. Ok, so I need to sit down for a cup of tea in the middle of the morning if I’ve been for a long walk at dawn. And I can’t boogie (is that even a word that exists in young people’s vocabulary these days? Have I just made myself – groan  – look even older?) all night long anymore. If truth be told, if I have a late night (10.30pm seems to be the cut-off point) I need a lie down in the afternoon. But that’s a factor of the body needing more rest as you get older, not a sign of decrepitude.In fact, an example of the resilience of the human body exists in my chiropractor who turned 80 this week. Her nimble fingers knead out knots with the firm expertise she wielded when I first started going to her thirty-three years ago. And she’s booked to go on a archaeological dig in China in October. And she’s a member of the mountain club. ...

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