It seems like I’ve been almost 50 for ever. It’s one of those milestones that seems to carry a lot of significance and one I haven’t really been looking forward to. This will give some of you a giggle but 50 just seems old (or at least it used to!).
The protracted nature of turning 50 has been exaggerated by going to Paris as a present for both of us back in April and then getting a surprise birthday cake and balloons at a family get together at the beginning of June.
Last Friday saw the day finally dawn. Like most things we build up in our head it was just another day after all. No earth shattering revelations and no sudden aging process occurred. It appears that I’m still me, just one day older.
I’d booked the weekend off work and while we had “plans” only one was organised. We went out for a meal on Saturday night (Friday wasn’t available) to The Red Door near Buncrana. This is a much more upmarket location than what we’re normally used to and the meal was pretty damn good as expected.
Other plans were discussed, rescheduled and then abandoned as the weather teased us before finally disappointing us but all in all I had a great weekend that was completely family orientated, as it should be 🙂
My wife does like pointing out to me that I don’t seem to realise what age I am and still think I’m 25 but I guess now it’s time to enjoy being fifty-something and discovering what this actually means. Then I can spend a few years stressing about turning 60….which really does feel old 🤣
niall harran 