Monthly Archives: June 2010

Finally, the new home page as it should be

It’s there: our new home page, with its new, easier-to-use side navigation and five fabulous images of real-life women who are at or around 60 (and when we say “around”, we mean this year). It’s more proof – if it … Continue reading

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It’s official – you can be sexy at 60

In my earlier blog, I may have been a bit hard on the Daily Mail over its coverage of Sandi Firth, the Leeds woman whose son put her up for sale on eBay because she couldn’t find a man who … Continue reading

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Step away from that cliche now…

Two weeks ago, the Jewish Chronicle ran a news story about Sandi Firth, 63, from Leeds, whose son James Doran, 38, put her up for sale on eBay. Since the JC reported this, the national newspapers have gone crazy over … Continue reading

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A couple of glitches, but our new home page is there

When we started 60&Sensational, not only did Cyndy and I not know how much we didn’t know about setting up a website, but we also didn’t realise the strength of feeling there would be among our site visitors to the … Continue reading

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A redhead by any other name

Julia Gillard, the new Prime Minister of Australia, is a redhead.   So far, so good.  However, I am reliably informed that in that part of the Antipodes, anyone with red hair is called …. Blood Nut!  The Aussies certainly enjoy their … Continue reading

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If I was run down by a bus tomorrow…

Last year, when 60&Sensational first arrived in the world, I wrote a piece for our forum about how women of 60 were perceived and labelled. If I was run down by a bus or shot by a mugger, I noted, … Continue reading

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A fragrant surprise

Congratulations to the men of London. Squashed into a Piccadilly Line train yesterday evening, on one of the hottest days of the summer so far, surrounded by overheated people (mostly men, as it happens), I was overwhelmed by how fresh … Continue reading

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