Today, as you might have heard (I mean no-one has really mentioned it at all), Britain finds itself on the precipice of the greatest decision it has had to make in a generation. This question eats the West Lothian question for breakfast, and snacks on general elections. That's right - it's referendum time!
The idea of getting older and entering a whole new decade can be daunting when the focus is on attempting to adhere to social standards determined by age. However, when we do away with the sets of lists and various expectations, which are age dependent, we are able to embrace where we are and look forward to where we are going.
Last year, when I was 23, I was asked to do some freelance work for a website. It was a really exciting opportunity, and I couldn't wait to take on a new challenge. A few days in, my boss emailed me. Nestled between the chitchat was a question about my age. As in, what is it? Happily, I told her. And that's when everything changed.
The book contains much else besides the titillating fact that as a 60-year-old I had intimate encounters with a few of London's 'hot young dudes', but that was the focus of all the media attention. Of course I know how newspapers work and I understand tabloid-ese. I just didn't think that this revelation was something to get so lathered up about in 21st Century Britain.
Feminists would take the stance that this is somehow to do with the male appetite for a younger model. Women are left alone fending for themselves after a marriage breakdown and fated to an existence of meals for one and loneliness whilst their ex partner enjoys the fruits of youth. The truth, however, is often less interesting than spin.
As the government removes the default retirement age and the size of the UK population over the age of 50 increases yearly with national healthcare generally improving, one would imagine that careers for older people should continue to flourish. However it appears that in many industries, the opposite is true.