INTRODUCTION


There seems to be a scarcity of UK retirement blogs out there (other than those proffering financial advice) and in the absence of my being able to read about other people's experiences, I instead offer you my own "Great Big Retirement Adventure."

My husband (Mister E) and I have moved from the initial concept through the planning stages to implementation and this site is intended to record the whole process. What I am seeking from retirement is now very different to what I thought I was planning and has gradually developed into a quest for fitness and a desire for simplification, with a transition away from both a highly organised lifestyle and the personality traits reflecting a pedantic professional career. Indeed I recently described myself as "a goofy idiot" who enjoys smiling at sunflowers; a far cry from the pre-retirement professional and an indication of just how far I have travelled.

Please visit from time to time and do add your comments. The blog is in reverse chronological order but popular posts and those highlighting our journey are specifically pinpointed below on the right hand side together with a list of topics covered. Alternatively you may prefer to look at the summary or wisdom we have acquired or even our have done list with its retirement atlas and dip in and out of the blog using the links given.




Tuesday, 31 March 2015

It Didn't Start Well


Today was  one of those days that did not start well, attributable to a memory lapse on the part of yours truly who could not remember where she had placed a voucher for afternoon tea. We had intended to use it on one of our regular trips to York, but in the end dashed off for our train conceding defeat after looking in all the obvious places and a few where I really could not have stored it.

Of course, I finally had my Eureka moment half way there, but by then it was too late.

On arrival we headed for the Art Gallery where the Aesthetica Contemporary Art Competition entries are being exhibited. Oh no, somebody had not done her homework thoroughly, and the gallery is closed on Tuesdays!

Sometimes I really fear not so much that I am losing my cognitive skills but rather that retirement is making me so relaxed, I may as well be. 


In any event we still had a wonderful wander around the city centre, enjoying lunch out and a visit to the National Railway Museum where the special exhibit is currently entitled "Churchill's Final Journey," and comprises the train that took the statesman's coffin on its final journey back to Oxfordshire after the state funeral in London.  Fittingly the engine that pulled the train was the Winston Churchill.





Best of all, now I have found the missing voucher and memorised the gallery opening hours, I get to go again shortly.


2 comments:

  1. I can only say that forgetting is a way of life for me, and it didn't start in retirement. If I could have all the time back I spent looking for my keys, I could probably do another trip to Budapest!

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    1. Well that's one way of putting it into context!

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