I Used to Think 50 Was Old
The key to youth
2 min readMar 5, 2023
The other day my neighbour asked my age. For a moment I couldn’t remember. I genuinely didn’t know. I had to do the math.
It’s probably because after 50 I stopped counting.
50 was bad enough. On that birthday I was at a school quiz night with a table of other moms. I foolishly let it slip that it was my birthday. A friend, a decade my…
