Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away!
As my 60th birthday draws ever closer, I'm definitely embracing the sentiments expressed in
Red hatters unite in the words of Jenny Jospeh
When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple
with a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
and pick the flowers in other people's gardens
and learn to spit.
But now we must pay our rent
and not swear in the street
and set a good example for the children.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
An extract from a poem written by - Jenny Joseph
I welcome the Red Hat adventures that await me and I believe that fun and friendship are essential in life!