On the 1st November this year I officially become an O.A.P.

For those of you that don't use this abbreviation in your country it translates to Old Age Pensioner. O.A.P. years for a female here comes to us at the age of 60.

For ever in this country I have heard and read how our O.A.Ps have it really hard. I have heard that our pension is the lowest in Europe. I therefore have decided to start this blog, writing in as much detail of how I adapt and cope as an O.A.P., financially, emotionally and physically.

I have to be honest here and say that several years ago I had to give up full time work anyway due to arthritis in hips, shoulders and foot. Although not totally incapacitated , only sometimes having to use a walking stick, giving up work allowed me to rest when I needed, not have to sit or stand for long periods and over the...