Day 20 - Red Hat Mommas

This magnificent group of women was enjoying coffee, tea, cake and a laugh at QPAC today.

As I get older, the "Red Hat Society" has greater meaning.

These women will not be shunted aside, they will not be ignored, they will not be "sensible" all the time.

They will take risks, be themselves, and live joyously.

Thank you to "HRH Doone Queen of Diamonds" (bottom right corner) and her vivacious troupe for allowing me to share your morning!

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Warning
By Jenny Joseph


When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week

And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry

And pay our rent and not swear in the street

And set a good example for the children.

We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?

So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised

When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.