I thought it’d be a slow run-in, but no. I hit middle age today.
Yesterday I was running around in the throes of youth, not even uttering a sigh as I got off the sofa. Today is a different matter.
I’m not sure how it happened but I inadvertently acquired a pair of “oh, they’d be handy to keep in the utility room and use to nip out to the washing line” shoes this morning. I was in a local hardware shop and they just kind of manifested in my trolley. They’re practically clogs. Green, rubbery, wool-lined, and ridiculously comfortable. Like Crocs- only uglier.
This is just the start of it, isn’t it?