A Disorderly Retirement
Last week I was considering whether we could – or should – admit defeat and stop trying to keep up with our constantly changing world, but this week I’m starting to wonder instead if I might just be a millennial in disguise. I’m always open to new possibilities, although this certainly wouldn’t have occurred to…
Despite all the pressure to stay up to date, to download TikTok, to embrace a brat summer, to monitor your blood sugar, to eat tubs of sauerkraut and to pay vast amounts for Oasis tickets, it’s perfectly fine if you just decide not to. In fact, it can be very satisfying to think of yourself…
I’m a bit sniffy about the current trend for self-care. It’s the ‘self’ part that bothers me, because I associate it with being self-absorbed, self-centred and self-indulgent, none of which leads anywhere good. However, I have realised that this past week I have been indulging in exactly that. To start with, I’ve imposed a news…
I’m always interested in how people spend their free time. I’m not talking about the people with young children or those with caring responsibilities – I think they probably just collapse in an exhausted heap whenever they get the chance – I’m wondering about everyone else. Even people who say they haven’t got a minute…