This is another super personal piece for me, though more cheerful than the last.
I had my 60th birthday in 2020. Like most of my contemporaries, the pandemic meant I couldn’t have a wild (or even modest) celebration. During the first lockdown in April a schoolfriend, Maddy, had a Zoom meet-up instead of the party she had planned. That got me thinking of how things might have been. I’ve always loved Jenny Joseph’s poem about disgraceful old age, Warning; this story grew organically from that. It’s dedicated to all those born in 1960 or thereabouts. Especially women. Especially my friends. xx
Fiction Writing by Patience Mackarness 