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My mother told me yesterday that getting older is a wonderful thing. Really, mother? 'I get a free hearing test and ten percent off toiletries at Priceline.' So there's something to look forward to.

If my grandmother ever had to take a plate of food somewhere – sandwiches to a CWA meeting or whatnot – it was her practice to stick a band-aid on the underside of the plate and write her name on it in biro. Let me tell you, f-list, band-aids stick to china like nobody's business. My gran has been dead these sixteen years but those band-aids are still stuck firmly, even if the biro-ed name has long been washed off.

I saw my one of my cousins down the street today. She said, 'I was just thinking of Auntie Jean [my grandmother] yesterday. I always think of her when I use that blue plate she gave me.'

'Has it got a band-aid on it?' I asked.

'Yes,' she said. 'I know it's silly, but I can't pull it off. It always reminds me that it's Auntie Jean's plate.'

That's probably why I haven't pulled any of mine off either.