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Senior momentum

I had few senior moments earlier this week and a rush of those sayings you were never going to use EVER-  they were of a varied kind... I do try hard to avoid them but they still happen from time to time.

First I started having a serious self doubt about my art work looking like Nana knitting - now some Nana knitting is really very splendid ( mine for instance and definitely Margaret's next door) and there is no getting away from the fact that I am a Nana but after the knitted cereal advert I was very perturbed by how Nana's and Nana knitting is portrayed - I don't want my work to look like its been mass produced for the church spring fair - sorry if that sounds rude but I'm aiming for a much more contemporary look and feel - I think that will fit the DM's image more - I do love a knitted tea cosy - in the right place!

Then I couldnt find my lunch anywhere and realised it was sat on the kitchen table 30 miles away - so I had to go and buy some lunch and that led to my third and most worrying senior moment.....


This particular senior moment came in the guise of a ' not in my day' thought  - I really try not to have them, but, I like every other mother has said all the usual ' you use this house like a hotel', 'what did your last slave die of' 'I want never gets' - my mums favourite.. but I am trying to resist the 'we never behaved like that' more judgmental type of comparison.  However, while queueing for lunch I couldn't help myself . The cafe system means that when you have ordered you have to wait for your food to be prepared. The queue was long and I watched people order food and then wait, and on several occasions not a please or thank you was evident in any way not even as a gesture, people on their phones while ordering, talking to friends or simply just not communicating at all and the little thought snuck into my head ' not in my day did we behave like this'. I suddenly felt very old fashioned and a little patronising but this complete lack of manners was ignorant and immediatly I was back to the old adages 'manners cost nothing' type of scenario - though this is true, and I was saddened to see these young people acting so carelessly and thoughtlessly.

Ok rant over back to reality and probably more senior moments. I get more like my mum every day .. next I'll be pulling clothes apart in shops shouting 'what kind of work manship is this' at the top of my voice - but only if my daughter is there to be embarassed!!

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