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At this age...

The one about comparing age...

Age I was given: 24

It was 1971
I lived in: Auckland, New Zealand
I drove: No car, just shanks pony! I did have motorbikes later and even a car, post leg-smash up.

After I moved to Australia, 10 years later, I didn't own a car again. I looked after a fleet of cars for the GIO and I took one home every weekend to valet and fill-up with petrol & oil. As long as I didn't take long trips, I had use of them all weekend.
I was in a relationship with: I had various boyfriends around that time, none very memorable!
I feared: Not a lot really, just dying. Everything else kinda pales into insignificance after that. I grew up with death all around me and it was a terrifying, if familiar, presence.
I worked for: NZ Govt [Police Dept, Maori & Island Affairs & the Valuation Dept over the few years].
I wanted to be: happy, with no grand ambitions, having had most of my dreams dashed as a teenager. I had been told repeatedly all the way through my adolescence that I wasn't very bright and obliquely, that I'd better get used to the idea of some office job or get married. Not surprisingly, I was what they call a late-developer, which happened around the time I left home and I got to compare myself with others. Luckily, I didn't agree with the marriage bit, as I really couldn't see myself in that role – someone else who wanted to control me [and didn't really like children and babies smell!], although it took me some time to shake off the 'not-very-bright' bit.

Now I am: 65, oy vey! Apart from the bodily anchors, I don't feel any different mentally to when I was 35. Your mind doesn't get any older but can close to new ideas if you're not careful. Best thing is to retain the childlike but not the childish, and stay curious about everything. And read a lot!
I live in: the heart of Cambridge city in a one-bedroom Council flat, with an Elder Care call-button!
I am in a relationship with: nobody personally, just friends – though I hope to have a couple of cats again in the not-too-distant future.
I drive: Don't drive [no car], unless you count my trusty mobility scooter! *cracking along at a reckless 4 mph!* I hired cars on and off when Mum was alive and occasionally had use of my Cousin's. Then I couldn't afford one.

I work at: staying sane! I don't work anymore, being retired – and I LOVE that.
I fear: Still the same, that much doesn't change.
I want to be: the first person to live to 150 plus! Still sane, sighted & with all my senses – is that too much to ask? Well, I'm working on it!

If anyone wants an 'Age', just comment and ask


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Mar. 3rd, 2013 01:14 am (UTC)
I already did this here: http://embers-log.livejournal.com/295024.html
I loved hearing about your 24th year... that is pretty exciting to do so much traveling, quite adventurous.... Where were you born?

And Cambridge really sounds like an ideal place to live.
Mar. 3rd, 2013 11:47 am (UTC)
i saw your post and enjoyed it.
LOL It's not that exciting when you have been doing it all your life and it's normal for you. i had no idea people didn't travel much, although it has boomed out of sight since the '80's.
i was born in the East Riding of Yorkshire [as it was called then], here in England. It's East, West etc Yorkshire now, as they dropped the old Ridings. i was not quite three when we left. My father was bitten by the travel bug during WWII, oddly enough and a couple of years after the War, he joined the old Colonial Service and off we went. i didn't come back here to live until 1991, after my Dad died. We just came back on leave once in a while.
Cambridge is a good crossroads and has the advantage of being flat, for us disabled sorts!

Edited at 2013-03-03 11:49 am (UTC)
Mar. 3rd, 2013 06:26 pm (UTC)
My Father was still attached to the military as I grew up, which is why we'd lived in 6 houses in 5 different states before I even started grade school(!). But our traveling was mostly in and around the USA. It might have been different though....

My Father (in charge of one division of the Corps of Engineers in the South Pacific in WWII) was supposed to stay, bring his family over, and rebuild Japan. If THAT had happened then I'll bet we would have moved around as much as you got to.
Oh well, I can't complain. But there is still a lot of traveling I would love to do.
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