I started this here site back in 2006.
At the time I was a mere child of 56. I was still semi-employed by RTE but was free to do my own thing, so I had set up my own little web design business, and did a bit of teaching on the side.
All that stopped eventually as the teaching was tiring [had to get up at half five in the morning!] and the business had become too successful for my own good. I quit the lot and retired gracefully.
At 56, the thought of being sixty was sort of daunting. I just had that feeling that it was the point where I would really class myself as “old”. But it passed painlessly and I didn’t feel old after all. I began to think of seventy as being old instead. After all is said and done, mentally I was still somewhere between eighteen and thirty [some would say younger from my style of scribbling] and actual numerical age didn’t mean anything.
So today is yet another milestone. I would love to say I don’t feel any different but aching limbs and a recent heart attack belie my mental age. Reality is beginning to creep in like a cold draught at the back of my neck.
70 is only a number.