Category Archives: Old age

January Small Stone# Twelve

Posted on January 12, 2013 by

I’ve just been out with the dogs and along the way I noticed an elderly lady in front of me. She made me think about luck, health and loneliness. Her clothes were an outlandish mix of brightly patterned leggings, old … Continue reading →

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Five Things They Don’t tell You about Getting Older

Posted on July 31, 2012 by

When you’re young, skirts and trousers with elasticated waistbands are just ‘old lady clothes’ and you take it for granted that they need the comfort, while knowing that it will never happen to you. Wrong. Elasticated waistbands are manufacturer’s way … Continue reading →

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A Contrast of Elderly Men

Posted on March 19, 2012 by

I’ve tried to speak to an elderly man who lives around the corner and walks to the local shop most days but he doesn’t make eye contact with me at all. I always smile hopefully. He leans heavily on his … Continue reading →

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Twinset and Pearls at the Golden Horn

Posted on August 22, 2011 by

I’d wondered what sort of person books a ‘Grand tour of Turkey’ and kept my eyes open at Heathrow. Sitting at the departure gate, I got a glimpse of my first pair. ‘Oldies’ travelling friend called them, they must be … Continue reading →

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Growing, somehow.

Posted on August 12, 2011 by

Growing, somehow. Crying, why? Depression.  The big saucer eyes red and lower eyelids exposed and vulnerable looking like raw meat, angry, red and sore. The skin on his face was prickly with grey stubble, dry unkempt and with traces of … Continue reading →

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It could be you one day

Posted on July 12, 2011 by

I met an elderly man today. He had come to out-patients for one of years of appointments in cardiology, nephrology and the eye unit. He had a sparkle in his eye, stains on his shirt and his trouser fastenings were … Continue reading →

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