Lindsay

“The strange thing about reaching your fifties is that, although your outsides might be gradually falling apart, on the inside you don’t feel any different from the way you did in your twenties.”
― Clare Pooley, How to Age Disgracefully

“Oh no,” said Daphne into the phone. “How awful. I’ll be there as soon as I can.” “Is there a problem?” said Tony. “Yes,” said Daphne, the prepared lie poised on her lips, before the truth barged right past it. “The problem is you’re a rude, self-centered, patronizing prig.” She picked up Tony’s wine glass and poured half of the extremely expensive red wine into his lap. “There. It’s only one-third full now, and aerating away.” Then, she winked at the waitress and left. What a waste of her foxy, smoky eyes.”
― Clare Pooley, How to Age Disgracefully

“Where’s the fun in aging gracefully?” said Daphne. “Personally, I intend to age as disgracefully as possible.”
― Clare Pooley, How to Age Disgracefully