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Being a mid-aged woman is a bit like being a nerd of the classroom – you do all the work, know you are smart, but no-one really takes you seriously. Recently I’ve been coming round to the fact that as … Continue reading →

There is that old phrase that is bandied about every so often – What Doesn’t Kill You Makes you Stronger. I guess it means that if you survive the hard times, you’ll sometimes come out of it a bit better … Continue reading →

Six years ago today was one of the happiest days of my life.  If there was a film made of my life in the subsequent years, I think today 6 years ago would be the opening scene. I woke up … Continue reading →

In a previous blog post I wrote about the prospect of my older self writing to me. What would I want my 60 year old self to say to me about the next 14 years and how I should be … Continue reading →

Me and my pals and most of the other mid-aged women I know, have officially (according to statistics and the Oxford English Dictionary) entered the silver era of our lives.  I’d like to tell whoever thought that little (golden) nugget … Continue reading →

I’ve always had a pretty good relationship with my breasts.  Always rather liked them, they’ve never caused me too much hassle, always given me a decent cleavage when I wanted one, not too big, not too small.  There, bouncing happily … Continue reading →

As I write this post, I look more Middle Ages than middle aged… haggard and close to death.    No, at 46 I haven’t reached the end of my lifespan, but I may have reached the end of my alcohol-tolerance … Continue reading →

So this is a picture my daughter drew of me, emphasising my ‘wobbly bits’ she calls them. I smiled with my lips but my eyes lurched to the gin bottle.  I could try and explain that you know, middle age … Continue reading →

Quite soon after I became a ‘single lady’ last year (it sounds so much better when Beyonce puts it like that) I changed my bedroom around. I got rid of the ‘extra’ bedside table so I could move my bed … Continue reading →

Can’t read the writing on anything much to be honest.  Especially labels on small containers. So I was in the chemist perusing the face cream shelf, hoping to find that magic pot that costs €20 but does the work of … Continue reading →