Saturday, 6 March 2010
I'm not sure what I am doing here. Well, writing, of course.
Of course - I am always writing. Just give me a keyboard, pen and paper, or else I'll be writing in my mind, making up stories, putting thoughts into words, I just can't help myself.
'Why don't you start a blog?,' said Ezra. He is my youngest son, my baby-dier, the one who actually dared tell me he was 24.
24! So what does that make me? That can't be right, can it?
You know, I think this is going to be a major topic; age, ageing, growing old or older.
It worries me.
And that is putting it mildly.
Well, just so you know, and me too, didn't realise till now.
I am going to fix dinner and mull it over.
Posted by katherine-anne at 18:53