Don’t believe the hype you might read on line or see in some magazine. Getting old is shitty. Now I am just starting on the decent on my final approach so those further down the glide path might rightly point out – “what do I know?”

My answer is that I only know how I feel and at times just recently I’ve felt crap.

Yesterday, after we had bought some bits and pieces from Sweden’s second most famous export industry we did some food shopping. As my wife paid for things I found myself gravitating towards the old man’s seat . If your old enough you’ll know exactly what I mean. My joints thanked me but my spirits took a hit.

On the upside I was able to capture some interesting and quirky images whilst I walked around IKEA. This pleases me greatly. Now you might not think that much to the images but I do. One of the few things about getting old is that you care less and less what other people think. So perhaps that is a ‘plus’ about getting old?