My theme for this challenge is family and relations.
Quinquagenarian “a person between 50 and 59 years of age” –
That’s me!
(And for the benefit of my cousin, the nearest thing I have
to a sister, your term would be quadragenarian.
I’ll make no further comment on that except to all my sister-in-laws who
might be offended at not being classed as sisters considering how well we get
on, said cousin is a blood relation. She
is also more than a little challenged when it comes to remembering her
age. And no retaliation by a Christmas countdown
reminder thank you!)
I digress. That’s
what happens when you’re a quinquagenarian.
Though truth be told I’ve always been good at digressing. I blame my
mother. Well somebody has to be
responsible for my using a paragraph when a sentence would do, or recounting
every detail of a story and ignoring the fact that I’ve lost the attention of
my audience. Probably to do with having
an imaginary friend as a child. They don’t
answer back or at least not with answers you don’t want to hear.
There I go again.
Yes, I’m a quinquagenarian.
Trying say that quickly. In fact
I’m a mid quinquagenarian. I’m not going
to look up what you become when turning sixty although it would be useful to
know because hubby reached that milestone this weekend. I also hope I’ve got the grammar of that
correct or I’m sure the grammar police will be after me.
If you’ve been reading my A-Z posts you’ll know a bit about
me already. So here are some things I
haven’t shared:
I hate snakes. I used
to be worse in that I wouldn’t even watch them on TV. I’ve got slightly better as I’ve got older.
I love chocolate.
Anything chocolate, also pretty much anything that’s sweet. I’d rather forego a starter or even a main
course during a meal out to ensure there was still room for dessert. My favourite chocolate in a mixed box would
be the coffee flavoured one but I don’t drink coffee!
I don’t like dancing in public (unless I can hide within a
group of friends) but I’m qualified to teach tap dancing. I danced into my late teens (tap, ballet and modern)
and the school I belonged to not only put on shows and entered competitions but
also put us through exams. I can’t
remember which levels I got to in modern or ballet but I got as far as the
teaching qualification for tap. I used
to teach at the school before I went off to the real world of work, married
life and children.
I dreamed of being a ballerina. I’m sure many young girls taking ballet
lessons do but my dreams were scuppered by having bunions on my feet. These were corrected when I was fourteen and
although I recovered well and went back to dancing my toe joints would never
have coped with the rigours of pointe work in ballet so that was the end of
that.
I’m very good at keeping secrets.
I’m really enjoying the A – Z challenge and hope to keep up
the blogging after I get through Z. The photo above was taken on my son's wedding day last July.
