A gloriously irreverent memoir from the frontline of old age - by the Sunday Times-bestselling author and legendary actor • Sheila Hancock looked like she was managing old age. She had weathered and even thrived in widowhood, taking on acting roles that would have been demanding for a woman half her age. She had energy, friends, a devoted family, a lovely home. She could still remember her lines • So why, at 89, having sailed past supposedly disturbing milestones - 50, 70 even 80 - without a qualm, did she suddenly feel so furious? Shocking diagnoses, Brexit and bereavement seemed to knock her from every quarter. And that was before lockdown • Home alone, classified as 'extremely vulnerable', she finds herself yelling at the TV and talking to the pigeons
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