I have a question for you. What age do you class as old?

This is a number that keeps changing for me over the years.  When I was a child in England, I thought my parents were old, and my grandma ancient.

When grandma died, it was my parents, aunts, and uncles. that were old.  I would say they were in their mid to late 50’s.  The style was suits, or jackets, and trousers for men.  The ladies always wore a dress, or top, and skirt.

Once my parents turned 65, which was retirement age in England, and I was 33, I figured it was my responsibility to help them.  They were old age pensioners.

Turn the clock on to today.  I am 71 years young, workout every day, and go dancing often.  I wear short skirts, bikinis, and tight fitting clothes.  No matter what needs doing, I will attempt it.

My husband is 85, and he says that he doesn’t want to be with those old people.  Yes, you heard right, OLD people.

So back to my question.  What age to you class as old?  My answer is, ‘When you are dead’.  Age is just a number.






  1. Bonjour mon Ami ou Amie le sport c’est très bon WOUAHOU
    Il y a des mots que l’on écrit sur une feuille de papier
    Comme enchantement la feuille se remplie
    Il y a aussi des mots que l’on tape sur son clavier
    C’est, ces émotions que je te fais partager
    Car se sont des mots d’Amitié avec du bonheur
    Passe une Bonne et agréable journée
    Une belle fête de Pâques à venir avec ta famille
    Gros bisous

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  2. As my Dad would say, Everything is relative.
    Many factors go into defining Old. Health, fitness, disease and genetics.

    Even at Sixty I think young. Not the foolishness of my 20s but the excitement, enthusiasm and energy of appreciating each day. Many of my friends, family and coworkers died not making it to 60 therefore I’m grateful.

    Another point is that we’re living longer Thanks to modern technology. My grandparents lost at least two children to polio. That’s something we no longer fear.

    Like many people in their 60s I have health challenges, complications from a stroke when I was 49, partial blindness but I’m grateful to be alive and I make it a point to take care of myself.

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