Usually Mrs Jiggybones did all the sewing in the house on the hill. But since her tragic demise on the canal boat last spring, things had changed around the house. Dr. J had let a lot of things slide, including the worn out fabric in many of the seats of many a pant. They were  getting worse as his diet had gone a wry since poor Mrs. J’s leaving. In the good old days, Mrs J. had made sure he was getting a balanced diet of stewed sawbones and raw crossbeams, but now Mr J. ate mostly swiss rolls and let the crossbeams run a mock all over the house. Once the crossbeams had done a bit of “hurrah, we are free!” cheering and whooping, they magically seemed to multiply – you could not move for them dancing all over the place. Every surface seemed to be full of crossbeams bouncing, swinging, and having a wail of a time, knowing they were safe from the chop in this small part of the town. There was a little haven on the house of the hill. The word was out. “You can be free at Dr. J’s house” so the crossbeams gathered like locusts. Dr J. did not really notice, as his sight was not up to much and it was Mrs J. who had always had the job of cleaning his spectacles and putting them back on the edge of the  treadle – the place where they were kept. Now – well he did not really need them much. Dr. J. was living in a land of delightful bluriness, with swiss rolls and dancing crossbeams, which looked, through his dim lit vision just like dancing moonbeams.

This was all fine until the last seat of the last pair of pants went and Mr J. could put it off no longer. The glasses would need to be found, and the treadle would need to be threaded.  But oh no! Once he put the glasses back on and viewed the madness around he knew he had let things slide. The crossbeams would have to go, they had taken over the place. The Cross Control was called and the man with the big boots and the rubber hose took care of it all, as Dr. J. waited down the hall, behind a firmly closed door, so as to muffle the screams. Having learned his lesson, it was the last time Dr. Jiggybones would let the crossbeams get out of skew on the treadle. 

SONG OF THE DAY – Fleetwood Mac – Big Love

I’d like to see Lindsay Buckingham stop pouting and crack a smile…go on…I know you want to and Stevie Nicks in some tracky bottoms.

Bette Davis was quoted as saying ‘old age is no place for sissies’. My mum is a member  of ‘Growing Old Disgracefully’ and I think I am going to join up! Just avoiding the fact that I am getting older is not going to make it go away …so help is at hand.  I was looking at their website today and was particularly cheered up by the whole list of great quotes about growing old. All by women (sorry fellas, you could be spurred on to start the mens’ wing called ‘G.O.D (of course he is a  man!)’ Even though the organisation G.O.D. is for  older women, I think we can all have a chuckle and a whymsical smile about the quotes below.

About the only thing that comes to us without effort is old age.
– Gloria Pitzer

‘Age’ is the acceptance of a term of years. But maturity is the glory of years. 
– Martha Graham

The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been. 
– Madeleine L’Engle

The time to begin most things is ten years ago.
– Mignon McLaughlin

The great secret that all old people share is that you really haven’t changed in 70 or 80 years. Your body changes, but you don’t change at all.
– Doris Lessing

You can only perceive real beauty in a person as they get older.
– Anouk Aimee

Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art. 
– Eleanor Roosevelt

Inside every older person is a younger person wondering what happened. 
– Jennifer Yane

Old age is no place for sissies. 
– Bette Davis

Courage is like a muscle. We strengthen it with use.
– Ruth Gordon

Don’t be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin.
– Grace Hansen

The Wonderful Vivienne Westwood

If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.
– Katharine Hepburn

Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time. Then your time on earth will be filled with glory.
– Betty Smith

Mistakes are part of the dues that one pays for a full life.
– Sophia Loren

The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any.
– Alice Walker

There are two ways of meeting difficulties. You alter the difficulties or you alter yourself to meet them.
– Phyllis Bottome

Time is a dressmaker specializing in alterations.
– Faith Baldwin

To love what you do and feel that it matters—how could anything be more fun?
– Katherine Graham

Being old isn’t som

ething to deny, hush up or apologise for. It’s something to celebrate.
– Virginia Ironside

Growing old is a journey best undertaken with a sense of humour and curiosity. 
– Irma Kurtz

“Old” is not a dirty word. Old age is not an illness. It took a long time and a lot of hard work to get here and I see no reason to apologise for my arrival.
– IrmaKurtz

You can’t turn back the clock, but you can wind it up again!
– Bonnie Prudden

SONG OF THE DAY –I cannot believe it is day 81 of my post a day challenge and I still have not played any Fleetwood Mac. When I failed my A’levels ‘cos I was just having too much fun I went to India with my mum for 2 months. I took one cassette. It had Fleetwood Mac -Rumours on one side and do you know, for the life of me I cannot remember what was on the other side…and I had to listen to one side then the other, as rewinding and fast forward used up too much battery. So what ever was on the other side had to be listened to as much as Rumours, and I listened to it every day..all the way through….But it is Rumours that reminds me of that time. ‘Don’t stop thinking about tomorrow…yesterday’s gone…’ mmmm very apt. Nice link  with the growing old disgracefully Gitika…pat on the back!