On Sunday I went to a lovely
National Trust property called Peckover House. I walked round the gardens and smelled the flowers, and went oooh at old books and interesting furnishings. Then went for a lovely cream tea and a chat.

An increasing number of my activities seem to suit the lifestyle of an elderly lady. Has anyone else noticed themselves becoming an elderly lady?

Do tell us about it dear, and have a pink wafer.
(Ooooh_cuntroversials_sockpuppet Make O/T great again., Wed 9 May 2018, 17:34, 2 replies, latest was 6 years ago)

On Saturday I helped my brother move house
Heavy things were lifted. A bed was disassembled and then reassembled. Lots of squash was drunk then we went to the pub.

Not much old lady so far.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Wed 9 May 2018, 20:17, Reply)

We also go to the garden centre
on Sundays.

Try the life of an old lady, it's mild.
(Ooooh_cuntroversials_sockpuppet Make O/T great again., Wed 9 May 2018, 22:08, Reply)