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Symptoms of my advancing ageĀ 

21 Jan

 Last week I discovered my most traumatic sign of ageing yet: an unruly, freakishly long, grey eyebrow hair. Just the one. It snuck up on me; initially I assumed it was a casualty of my haphazard approach to eyebrow taming, but as the week progressed it made its presence increasingly clear, until even I had to admit that it wasn’t just one normal one not sitting quite right.

I excised it, but it made me realise that my body is starting to make some age-related decisions of its own, whether I like it or not. They suddenly presented themselves to me in precise clarity. 

I have to dye my hair more regularly (I know, the very fact I do dye it at all will come as a shock, I am sure, as I am delusional).

I make odd involuntary noises upon sitting, standing or even breathing after any time spent sedentary, and rub my hands over my face and through my hair regularly, for no particular reason.

I have discovered a sinister intolerance for the cold which is mostly playing itself out in my right middle finger. Somehow all the chill concentrates in that single digit, turning it to the touch several degrees below the temperature of the other nine (or seven, if you are a thumb purist).

I am obsessed with dehumidifiers. I prowl the rooms of the property on the alert for rogue condensation droplets and their slightly further down the line bedfellow, black mould spores. There are two different dehumidifiers in my wardrobe alone, and a bulk pack of eighteen in the utility room, in case of an unexpected global shortage.

And my vocabulary is decimated. I have banned use of the words ‘thing’ and ‘stuff’ at home due to the increased reliance – mainly by me – on these convenient catch-all’s, which in the past led to such paragons of articulate clarity as ‘the stuff is on the thing’ and ‘without the thing we can’t get the stuff’. However since implementing this ban, I can scarcely speak without great stretching pauses as I cast around for the word I actually meant but which has been conveniently in the past replaced by ‘thing’, and expansive gesticulating.

This is just a few – if you spot any more around me, please let me know. I may cry, but knowledge is power.