Not 70 yet?
Granny reads Joan Bakewell's pieces - Just 70 - in the Friday Guardian sometimes; how not. Though she does often find them too prim, neat, too SENSIBLE perhaps. (She prefers sensibility to sense, mostly. As her Beloved complains.) But this - Paula Rego, not least is one of her goddesses (what else could I do? - indeed) - should comfort her; shouldn't it?