I think it’s no surprise that as you get older various things about you change – I now need glasses, my hair though still dark seems to have stopped growing so I only visit the hairdresser once in a blue moon or less, and losing those extra pounds is even more difficult although I’m expert at losing other things. Things I’m good at losing are my glasses, my wallet, my keys, that important piece of paper I need right now., and did husband want coffee or tea when I asked him two minutes ago, However, some things I’m really expert at remembering, like the distant reaches of the family tree, and events which happened in the distant past. Another thing I’m really good at, is standing on one leg (either leg) which I do randomly when i’m standing still – how high I hold my lifted leg depends on where I am – obviously when I’m at home washing compared to when I’m in a queue at the supermarket.
My husband thinks my hearing is somewhat less acute than it used to be, I think I’m not always concentrating, or thinking of something else when he talks to me. He also thinks my marbles are sometimes somewhat lost. I think that’s unfair – what is more, I don’t think he always properly listens to me, either – for example:
Me, (looking out the window) gosh look at the fog! I hope it’s not like this for our cousins (on holiday in York)
Husband:: well its the same all across all the country
M: Really? All across the whole country?
H Well, obviously
M: It’s usually just around the coast, and wet places where it’s flat like the Fens
D: What is?
M: The fog, sea mist, Haar.
D: Oh I thought you said Hovis
M: Hovis??? I said fog! Fog doesn’t sound like Hovis.
Now, I wonder whose marbles are not exactly where they should be?!!!
