Why does no one ever tell you how brilliant ageing can be?
Why does no one ever tell you how brilliant ageing can be? In later life, you know what sparks joy: loving new things, discarding old things. It’s finally time to live as you want to live, not as you’re told you should. I t started with a tweet. I wondered why people like the Edinburgh fringe so much , when it sounds like my idea of hell: loads of “theatre” (with capital-letter ACTING); audience interaction; comedians; circus-type things. Edinburgh itself is gorgeous , so am I just a misery guts? That is a rhetorical question, obviously. The answers came thick and fast. I would love the fringe, apparently, if only I got taken to the right shows. Then I could go to 10 in one day! But I know myself. One artwork a day is quite enough, ta. Then, of course, came the inevitable low blow. I was told my attitude is a sign of ageing, because I don’t want to trek up to Scotland, where the best joke this year, apparently, is a zinger about cauliflower florets . Jesus. I want my ...