I am making a cake for Rob's 39th birthday tomorrow. He’s so young! I am 8 months older than him which means that later this year I have to face up to my fortieth and the fact that I will soon be officially middle-aged. I suppose I ought to start thinking about a party – a barn dance and hog roast in the community centre maybe or perhaps or karaoke at the lavish private room at Dragon Castle? Anyone got any thoughts? And there’s a few other home-truths I need to be addressing:I need to take the word 'young' off my CV.
I must join a salsa class.
I need to make anti-ageing, winkle-defence, proretinolphytoblinc eye-cream part of my regular routine.
I have to start joining in when Question Time is on.
It’s now very unlikely that there will be any new additions to Landcroft House.
I will never be able to wear a bikini.
12 comments:
I wouldn't worry about it Silvana. I have had a great time since reaching the big 4-0. You don't have to stop doing anything once you reach the so caled dreaded 40. Behave disgracefully and act your shoe size not your age that's my advice.
I take a great deal of comfort from icons such as John Peel. He was still into 'young peoples music' when he was in receipt of his bus pass and quite right too. Being the oldest person at the party is something to celebrate.
I still go to as many gigs (if not more come to think of it) as I did when I was a teenager, still watch Trumpton and Chigley on DVD, wear Converse boots and band tee-shirts, eat jelly sweets, read AA Milne etc, etc.
Granted I shout at the news and Lily thinks I'm the bastard son of Victor Meldrew but I'm young at heart and proud of it.
And don't ever join a Salsa class. It's the slippery slope to grey hair, cardigans, a string of pearls and er..that thing that you get when you can't remember stuff....
It's not so bad - it really isn't. Nothing changes. I've been having a fine ol' time ever since mine and still enjoying the same ol' nonsense as that I always have.
I agree with Marmite boy about the salsa class! Its just one step away from line dancing....
And as for a bikini - I am 31 and I gave up on that dream years ago so only giving up at 40 is an achievement.
Happy 8 months til your birthday!
And now you can wear purple!
I'm going to be 40 on Friday and my husband will be 40 next Weds!!! We are going to spend the weekend in London with our children and have lots of champagne to celebrate:) I have discovered that tankinis are the best way to not wear a bikini!!
Husband of anonymous '40 on Friday' here ... looking forward to having five days in my thirties with my wife already in her forties. Ha ha! (evil laughter) BTW Silvana, I didn't know you could get 'winkle-defence' cream - sounds intriguing?!
Thanks all of you! Purple tankinis and jelly sweets don't sound so bad! Simon and Mrs, have a brilliant weekend x x
Ah but....if you join the salsa class you will then look toned and lovely in a bikini (of any colour). It's when you eat salsa (with crisps, breadsticks, all kinds of heavenly savouries) that it all goes wrong. As I found out. And yay for tankinis!
Cake looks lovely btw!
Silvana looks fantastic in a bikini.
if you even mention salsa ever again i'm off.
and just wait till 45 hits. it's not pretty. it's nearly fucking 50. when people tell you it'll be fine don't listen. it's not fine. it's creased and saggy and a funny colour. crisis ? what crisis ?
x
It's probably no comfort, but I always thought that middle age starts at 30. With the best will in the world, try persuading a 20 year old that a 39 (or even 32) year old is 'young'. Looked at that way, you've been middle aged for nearly a decade without noticing. Isn't that better?
Oh. On second thoughts, this may be why I have a habit of making women cry. I'll shut up now.
Try this mantra, to be intoned at regular (and probably ever-shorter) intervals: Annie Nightingale is twenty-six years older than me Annie Nightingale is twenty-six years older than me Annie...
-AV
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