Having a conversation may not seem like a luxury, but there is a point when it can become too late to talk, and you just never know if or when that point may come. I would hazard a guess that the vast majority never had a full and frank discussion with their loved ones about dementia, their wishes for care and their future planning.

From fancy face creams to cosmetic surgery, women (and men) can spend fortunes on maintaining their youthful looks. But, according to HuffPost 50, ...

When we think about our wellbeing, we think of avoiding major diseases, being financially comfortable, enjoying our daily lives and achieving our goals. Often we never stop to consider those invisible yet vital qualities of support, understanding and love that are provided by the people we keep close to us.

In all the coverage following Margaret Thatcher's death, very few headlines have been made by the fact that she had dementia. Many refer to her 'failing health' and 'deterioration', and report the stroke that caused her passing, but it seems that mentioning the word dementia when you are talking about a former prime minister is rather taboo.

How do you feel about the idea of needing someone to dress you, wash you, help you to the toilet or change your incontinence pads, feed you, give you medication, move you around, and enable you to watch the TV programmes of your choosing or listen to the music that you love?

I may be long past 34 but with regards to the most important aspects of my life I'm still wide eyed and excited because I've still got so much more that I want to learn and do.

Recent Office for National Statistics figures suggest the trend for 'silver separators' is still building - with divorces among the over 60s up a startling 58% in 2012 compared with 2011. This is no blip.

Over the next 20 years the number of over-65s living with cancer will more than double, from around 1.3 million in 2010 to close to 3 million by 2030. Today, around one in eight over-65s will have received a cancer diagnosis; by 2030, this will be more like one in five.

Crazy is what crazy does and when you get a room full of self diagnosed lunatics and certifiable sociopaths together, you just know it's going to be one hell of a party. Even without the cheese board.

I was just 12 years old when my father began to exhibit the symptoms of what we discovered 10 years later was vascular dementia. My twenties weren't about university life, all-night parties and angst with boyfriends, they were about supporting my dad to have the best life he could, just as he had supported me as a child.

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Many of my female friends over forty are feeling daunted by the imminent onset of the 'change'. It looms on our horizon like a gathering storm of ancient soot and carnage. Our air is heavy with anticipation, we're all forecasting doom and it has to stop.

If we stick to the thinking that old age is a fatal disease we must ignore till it happens, then our society is doomed.