I can barely type the numbers without feeling a little shocked.
Me, 60 - how did this happen? An age I still associate with retirement, pensions, Wallace Arnold coach trips and blue rinses.
When I was young that is what 60 meant. Sixty was seriously OLD. By that age many people had left work. Companies rarely allowed you to stay on beyond retirement age, which at that time, for women, was 60.
In those days it was an age at which you joined Darby & Joan clubs, ate pensioner specials in smoky pub corners and sat in in village halls of an evening enjoying beetle drives (for anyone under 40, it’s a game - nothing to do with cars).