This week I've been on holiday. It was breezy on a few of the days so to avoid looking totally dreadful, I put my hair up. This was not good. I discovered a horrifying number of grey hairs. Truly Horrifying.
They don't even hide in my dark hair, they are shining and silver and catch the light in a mean spirited way.
When I used to find them, I'd pull them out and pretend it had not happened. Now it has reached a point where I will be bald at the end of 2010 if I pull them out. My hair appointment to colour it is in three weeks, so until then, I will be wearing my hair loose and experimenting with styles which do not reveal my silver hair.
Today I also put my holiday pictures up on Facebook. There is more than one picture where I am looking distinctly 'craggy' around my eyes.
Neither of these two things please me. I am getting older.
Increasingly I find I am not able to do the things I used to be able to do. I am sure if I had worked harder on my physical fitness etc, this would not be the case, but I have not. I am far less 'bouncy and springy' than I used to be. I also have 'fear'. When I was younger I would climb trees, jump off high things, go on scary rides and take risks.
My last trip to Alton Towers was pathetic. I queued for well over an hour for RITA, the silly fast roller coaster. I got into the seat, was almost locked in....and then I bottled it and got off much to the horror of my friend who I left in there!
My footwear is indicative of my age and being more 'sensible'. Over half of my shoes are now flats...this was never the case 10 years ago! Gone are the days of being on 4 inch heels all night. I will bring along a pair of flats to put on later when my feet die of pain.
And gone is the concept of 'all night'. It is nothing short of a miracle if I am still out on a Saturday night after 11pm. Usually the call of my bed is too strong. And I cannot take anything like the amount of alcohol I used to. Two glasses of wine now and I'm being too loud or falling asleep. Not alluring.
On Saturday nights out 10 years ago, I'd be loudly singing the theme tune to The Littlest Hobo http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFZKlfRrGbw&feature=related
on my way to the local nightclub.....there's a voice that keeps on callin' me...down the road, that's where I'll always be... as we merrily stumbled down the road in silly high shoes and something very low cut for ANOTHER night of dancing and drinking til the early hours.
This is now a hideous idea to me.
I also find myself saying things that I hated hearing when I was younger. Things like...TV is crap now. "When I was young, they made proper TV for children...now it's all cheap cartoons!"
I do think TV for kids now is utter trash though. Nothing will convince me that the crap they show now is better than Button Moon or Mr Benn.
Well I am going to post this now as it's way past my bedtime and I need to pop my slippers on and read quietly for a while.
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