When you start living at 60

Everyone says life begins at 40 but, clearly, they hadn't hit 60 yet - the glorious age when you finally stop caring what anyone thinks and start living like a slightly creaky rock star.

- SONJA BROWN

At 60, you no longer have to pretend to like kale. You eat that slice of cake that you would normally pass on and lick the icing off the spoon, because frankly, who's judging?

Everyone your age is too busy adjusting their reading glasses to see what you're doing anyway.

You wake up one morning, look at the grey hairs in the mirror and think: “Well, at least I have hair. And my own teeth. Others my age don't.”

You start wearing bright colours just because they make you happy; not because they’re “age-appropriate”. You dance fervently in your kitchen, talk to your plants, and hum along to music your children call “vintage”.