Remember that the best is yet to come.
If you're lucky.
Once you're fortunate to reach 75, Overnight, suddenly, you transform from a doddering crochetty old oap, to ... a Geriatric.
Fumbling around, wondering what you're supposed to do next, put cold water in your tea cup, forget you left the frying pan on the stove, shit your nappy again, and beg to have your catheter emptied by the pretty nurse, who is just visiting after her 3 days of training and you think is your wife.
Joys to come.
