TOP the world I want to get off!” I say this often when I read the newspaper these days. It seems that the bizarre and ridiculous are now safely in the domain of the acceptable and conventional.
I have a sneaking suspicion that I am becoming one of those old-fashioned farts who I used to snigger at in my youth and swore I would never become. These days, I often find things outrageous and my temperature is easily sent shooting up the thermometer. Things are no longer the same. The world has changed and, sadly, so have I.
I used to think I was hip and funky. But all evidence points to the contrary.
Exhibit number one — sensible shoes. I really think comfortable shoes far outweigh any footwear that claims to be stylish or sexy, and if they are remotely uncomfortable, there is no way they get near my feet.
My friend sniggered at me for years when I confessed to her that Crocs could double up as winter shoes if you wore socks — I was scorned and mocked. It took a few years, but I was smug with victory when I spotted her wearing them. Of course, I cannot wear them to dinner parties, but I try.
Exhibit number two — elastic waists. All my