Back in my fifties when I was online dating, I discovered there was a "code" one had to learn so you could safely navigate the waters. It involved things as innocent as knowing what to say to sound fun but not a drunk, or confident but not self-absorbed, to recognising various slang terms or euphemisms... Continue Reading →
Celebrating my (not so) inner grumpy old woman
I've done a couple of posts listing things I don't love already, but although I'm accepting my significant years with as much grace as is possible, the occasional return to venting is required... Three-quarter length sleeves - just why? They're neither short enough to be cool in the hotter months, and when the weather turns,... Continue Reading →
How do you strike up a real, genuine conversation?
Here's one of those questions attributed to Alan Alda which I tucked away in my potential blog bank. As someone who regularly finds themselves in conversations with all manner of people - be they strangers or someone I already know - on all manner of subjects, there's a general assumption that it's easy for me,... Continue Reading →