Wisps of change

I was walking to work through Green Park as usual the other day, early on another sunny morning in what should already be Autumn. It is a strange pleasure wearing summer skirts as m feet brush through the falling leaves. Not exactly unwelcome, but does add to the general sense of foreboding about the future.... Continue Reading →

Yes, being old sucks

I read the news today, as indeed I do every day (usually without immediately thinking of Beatles lyrics). A very silly article caught my eye: a "study" by Anglia Ruskin university, about pop lyrics and ageing. It seems that old peoples' health is negatively affected by the fact that pop lyrics are overwhelmingly negative about... Continue Reading →

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