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Well, Christmas is over for another year. I've decided to start this blog as a way of telling all of you out in blogland (or whatever they call it) about this incredible thing called my life. I have reached an age where speech is not addressed to you but around you, and where you go to Topshop but don't try the clothes on. An age when you've forgotten more than you remember - I don't want to give it away, but Madonna reached it and look what happened to her! It's not helped by the fact that I am unemployed (I know!) and do not know where I am to find work. I think there is a law that middle-aged women must disappear or else work out until you can pass for at least two years younger than you are. Who wants the hassle? I have to end now as I am depressing myself. Happy New Year.