In years to come I want to be known as the eccentric old woman of the village
and will defend my title by behaving appropriately.
I'll visit the cinema during the day and laugh raucously without fear of embarrassing my daughters
and I'll learn stories off by heart to keep the children rapt
when I become the flamboyant storyteller at the library
Trick or treaters coming to the door will be met by a witch with a water-pistol
and I'll keep carol singers for at least three full carols
whilst joining in at full voice before a mince pie is offered
when we can laze decadently in bed eating chocolates and drinking cider (organic of course)
I intend to grow old disgracefully
fancy joining me?