Hey diddle diddle there’s more on my middle,
I need to go down for a walk!
But when there’s sometime and the weather is fine,
I go meet my friends and we sit down and talk.
It’s coffee or chai with some nice apple pie,
And soon we’re on a lovely sugar high.
There’s more on our middles than every before,
We’re women of substance you see,
There’s grey in our hair and it’s gonna stay there,
It’s a sign that the years have shaped us, with care.
There’s more on our middles than every before,
We’re women of substance – we are so much more.
Not yet over the hill, but getting nearer to the summit?
That’s where I definitely am right now. About 20 kgs more than I was at twenty and quite thrilled that my hair now has streaks of grey.
