I might have to retreat to sunnier climes. possibly southern Italy. I quite fancy a cottage al riva a mare. Not sure about the camping bit?
Update on me. According to eldest unmarried daughter I'll be in the secure ward of "The Home for The Terminally Bewildered" Cheeky little cow.
Why only seventies? The fifties generation (if that's some of us) are more likely to still be around in our nineties or more. Now THAT'S scary. Like @Terrordales I've got my fingers in my ears, lalalala. But getting as fit as I can just in case I get that far - so I'll still be driving my bus and will finally have becone the free sprit/ tragic hippy I feel I was always born to be. A later-latebayer?
I Wow that's a nice place and a very reasonable price too - wouldn't Mind heading there myself -love Italy but not been that far south.
Seeing as we are On the flying analogy. - I have just touched down and hoping it's a long taxiway to the terminal
The south is the best. Best food, best weather, scenery, sea, people. I have travelled the length and breadth and I love the south past Naples. I like Como and Tuscani for a visit, but I would rather live in the south.
looks a bit compact ,it would drive me crazy,no garden ,where do I pee...? I defo just cannot go out for dinner and socialize,I NEED something to do... I know this retired couple that goes to Spain/Italy/Portugal in a camper and they cycle ,I could do that..
Sadly probably in a coffin. On a more optimistic note I hope to be still fit, mentally with it, living by the sea (I'd go there now if I could find the jobs there!), envying the windsurfers, probably also envying the people in bay campers, riding horses, loving my family and friends, walking the dogs, and living life to the full, whatever my hobbies are by then. (I'm something of a serial monogamist as far as hobbies go - I tend to take something up, be incredibly focussed on it for a good few years, do it to the best of my ability and move on when I have to/circumstances dictate, usually to something equally focussed)
At the age of 70 you will find me at one of many global residences I own. Having sold my business for circa £50 million I will be enjoying the fruits of my labour. However, if you try to find me I will be unrecognisable as I will look about 30 years old and nothing like my former self due to excessive plastic surgery. Imagine Pete Burns with Alan Sugars wealth, Hugh Heffners life style and Bernie Ecclestones hobbies..... Oh and I will still be an eternal optimist
In a nursing home sitting in my own toxic waste with a gapping pressure sore so bad I'll have septicaemia and be dead in my first week of being 70.
This is me and my mate Geoff after a day doing 10 downhill mountain bike runs in the Edale area, he's the one on the left before anyone says anything and he's 72! I aspire to be doing similar in 20 years.