Maye Peter Pan is a relative?
My family think I am very weird. They love me, but they never know what I will get up to next.
I don’t think I have ever felt grown up, but not knowing what that would feel like, would I even recognise it?
Personally, I never wanted to be a grown-up. I remember that I couldn’t wait to be old enough to do things my way, but that’s as old as I ever wanted to be. I recently had my 80th birthday, a rather grand affair, as my family seemed to think it wonderful to have reached that grand old age. It was a strange day, almost as if this 80-year-old was someone else and not me at all.
I don’t think or feel old. I couldn’t put a number on it, but I feel the same as I always have. My brain is the same, and I know I don’t think any different about anything.
Even though I have learned a lot over the years, underneath, I am the same as I always have been.
Maybe I am a bit weird after all…
Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes 
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