I’m a twenty-something stuck in a body that will hit the big 60 in 2020.
So, this year will be spent trying to run in the opposite direction.
As is the case with this thing called middle age, various parts of me are now sub-standard, some don’t work and other bits are now plastic-fantastic. And 2019 promises to be another year of me visiting the operating theatre, yet again.
But, my warped sense of humour remains intact and I spend most days laughing at myself.
On Write Dorne I bang on and on about whatever inspires/ annoys, or amuses me.
So, if you want to witness a few hot flashes and have your ear chewn off with my rants or raves of the moment, you’ve come to the right place.
Thanks for stopping by.