I was on my way to get a carton of milk when a friend called me in for a cuppa. She retired over Christmas. She'd been over to see her mother and when she got home her OH had been on the scotch.
The conversation got around to what we were going to do with our retirements and stuff like what we'd like our homes to be. A very salutary heads up for me.
I have lived in the countryside for most of my life, and on a farm for all of my married life. 20 years ago I met Brian and we moved in together in the house I still live in. It was on the edge of a small market town and we were close to fields and had wonderful views over the Thames Valley. It was the closest I've ever been to urban life. I have the house for my lifetime but when I die it reverts to my stepchildren.
Don't get me wrong, I love my house. However, I would love to live in a detached house on the edge of a small town or village close to fields. To be honest move my house back out to the edge of town. Conversation with my friends has made me realise that at this time of my life that I can at last afford my dream, it is totally impractical. My house is now near the centre of the town as housing estates go up all around me. I no longer have the view over the valley. The buses start at 6 am and are every 20 mins outside my house.
The thing that really brought reality of my age into focus was baths. I have a P shaped bath with a shower at one end. My friends were discussing the fact that some baths have a stippled bottom to prevent slipping and some don't. Mine doesn't so I have one of those non-slip mats. I absolutely agree that they aren't nice but without it the bath is very slippery. I live on my own. I have visitors but if I don't answer the door they assume I'm out. Should I slip in the bath and break something I could lie there for days or even weeks before anyone realised.
The conversation got around to what we were going to do with our retirements and stuff like what we'd like our homes to be. A very salutary heads up for me.
I have lived in the countryside for most of my life, and on a farm for all of my married life. 20 years ago I met Brian and we moved in together in the house I still live in. It was on the edge of a small market town and we were close to fields and had wonderful views over the Thames Valley. It was the closest I've ever been to urban life. I have the house for my lifetime but when I die it reverts to my stepchildren.
Don't get me wrong, I love my house. However, I would love to live in a detached house on the edge of a small town or village close to fields. To be honest move my house back out to the edge of town. Conversation with my friends has made me realise that at this time of my life that I can at last afford my dream, it is totally impractical. My house is now near the centre of the town as housing estates go up all around me. I no longer have the view over the valley. The buses start at 6 am and are every 20 mins outside my house.
The thing that really brought reality of my age into focus was baths. I have a P shaped bath with a shower at one end. My friends were discussing the fact that some baths have a stippled bottom to prevent slipping and some don't. Mine doesn't so I have one of those non-slip mats. I absolutely agree that they aren't nice but without it the bath is very slippery. I live on my own. I have visitors but if I don't answer the door they assume I'm out. Should I slip in the bath and break something I could lie there for days or even weeks before anyone realised.
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