You Say To Yourself: 'what Could People,

If I Had My Life To Live All Over Again, I Really Think I Would Have Been A Fit Person. Looking Around Me, I Realise That The Men And Women Who Walked And Ran And Swam And Played Sport Look Better And Feel Better Than The Rest Of Us.

I'm Getting Better, Happier, And Nicer As I Grow Older, So I Would Be Terrific In A Couple Of Hundred Years Time.

I Look Placid, You See, That's Why People Think I'm Fine. Inside I Worry A Lot.

I Didn't Have A Sweet Tooth, But I Liked Butter, And I Liked Sauces, And I Liked Wine And Curry And Cheeses.

Happiness Is Knowing And Appreciating What You've Got. I Am Very, Very, Very Grateful For What, To Me, Is Dead Easy.