I‘m halfway through life according to Shakespeare and the Bible. Threescore years and ten, they say, so I guess it’s all downhill from here … And yet folks keep telling me I’m still young. For sure, I’ve got my health and I’m very grateful for that. I’m slower on the bike nowadays but that has more to do with undertraining than creaky joints. Indeed the only wrinkles I’ve got are in my shirts … I can’t complain, can I? So if it really is half-time, bring out the oranges!