This may have been the worst day of my life 


When I bought my train ticket this morning the bright young woman at counter helpfully asked whether I had an over 60's railcard.
Having happily clung to the delusion that I look a lot younger than my 53 years, I am now wondering whether I should book myself in for a botox treatment or else catch the next flight to Switzerland.



When I bought my train ticket this morning the bright young woman at counter helpfully asked whether I had an over 60's railcard.
Having happily clung to the delusion that I look a lot younger than my 53 years, I am now wondering whether I should book myself in for a botox treatment or else catch the next flight to Switzerland.