I hope by reading my tale you will be more alert to the unscrupulous characters lurking on the internet. Also it is my desire that you will be forewarned, empowered and confident enough to listen to the warning bells I ignored.
For many people, “retirement” is seen as the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow; it is a reward for a lifetime of hard work and an opportunity to relax and take it easy. Well, that’s the idea at least!
In reality, the concept of retirement, in a traditional sense, is both unrealistic and unhealthy. Now, before you accuse me of being out of touch with reality, let me explain. Then, I’ll tell you how this all relates to two words that Judi Dench refuses to let into her house.
So it’s Autumn, season of mists and something somethings, as the poet says. (No, he doesn’t but that’s the best I can do).
It is therefore time for this creaky post 60 writer to think about drawing up my list of new year resolutions.
Fifty years ago this month Monkee mania began sweeping America and then England as The Monkees, a TV show based on the success of The Beatles and the madcap antics they had displayed in their first movie A Hard Day’s Night, debuted on the NBC Network.
The new made-for-TV band consisted of Davy Jones, Mickey Dolenz, Mike Nesmith, and Peter Tork, each chosen to display characteristics demonstrated by John, Paul, George, and Ringo.
So you want to start painting? I am delighted with your decision, because painting is one of the most rewarding pastimes available to us.
I don’t know about you, but, I am so excited that the first Presidential Debate is just around the corner. Despite the fact that this election has been a complete mess – and that both of the major candidates are mistrusted and disliked – this year, our decision matters more than ever.
We all do our best to keep our computers secure. In fact, I woke up this morning to a useful link to a very handy guide on computer safety. But in my case it was like shutting the door after the horse had bolted.
We’ve forgotten some of the gentler social niceties in our quick, digital world. Before there was Facebook, we actually told people Happy Birthday to their faces, or we sent them a card.
If you had to describe Helen Mirren in a few words, “racer” or “thrill seeker” probably wouldn’t be at the top of your list. After all, this is the woman who stared in The Queen and Woman in Gold.
My friend survived another trip around the sun, and I searched for an appropriate birthday card to send her.
I noticed that many cards contained exaggerated, pathetic caricatures that resembled cruel and unusual punishment for still being alive. An entire industry now creates snarky greeting cards and ready-made emails that mock seasoned women. I’m not going to buy or send them.