Grump

 I do think im on an endless moan at the moment , but i got up this morning to find that my pension age had risen yet again to 68 !!! shant be fit to go on bus trips and play bingo by then , the fact that i wouldnt want to has nothing to do with it .  My health is very two step forwards three steps back at the moment not helped by an online GP who says its my age and i should expect these things , just petty annoyances . It has been suggested i go to walking group for seniors , having seen this miserable practice trooping round the nearest town, a friend lasted two weeks after being pulled too one side by the dayglo clad leader and instructed to go and buy proper walking boots . She did say she felt out of place because she didnt own a drab north face jacket and proper walking trousers all very over the top for walking round the local housing estates of course, then there was the fact that there was a few men still alive and marching trying to chat up those merry widows who didnt fancy another aging bore to nurse having  finished off the first one. I really dont think that the powers that be grasp that country folk are a different breed we did all this wandering round aimlessly as youngsters for years , the tail end of our lives should be spent sat in a nice warm kitchen , prepping veg in industrial quantities for the kids families . oh and staring out the window with our knitting waiting to spot what language the swearing is from the white van man having broken an ankle taking a short cut over the garden. See even i have fantasies a nice warm kitchen something this house is incapable of achieving ...lol,