I have few close friends and I’m happy with that. I’m not someone who needs hundreds of friends. Those people on Facebook who claim more than 1,000 friends? To me, that sounds simply exhausting.
But what I have noticed about my close friends is that a fair few are much older than me. The ladies Tilly and I met for coffee and a catch-up earlier this week are both old enough to be my mum. One has already celebrated her 80th birthday.
They are intelligent, funny, kind and generous women. They have raised their children and are helping to raise their grandchildren. They are well travelled and well informed. They have an anecdote for every occasion. They are engaged with their community and with the wider world.
They are my friends and one of the best things about friendship is that age doesn’t matter.