Falling for the Finns
Annette Cunningham steps out of her comfort zone, ditches the posh frocks and finds she actually enjoys the great outdoors
Living life in 1914 would curl my hair without a rag
"Imagine how truly exotic going to a picture house must have been" writes Annette Cunningham
No need for fashion police when you have daughters
"If it were not for their squeals of horror, I'd look like mutton dressed as lamb" writes Annette Cunningham
It's been ages but good giggle melts the years away
"It's been a long time since our only concern was who we might snog at the disco" writes Annette Cunningham
I've got to pack in packing my loft with old clothes
"It's not like you have to pick your way through pizza boxes to reach the sofa" writes Annette Cunningham
Finland: where a gift of a certain age can be herself
"I managed to go the last two days without once dipping into my make-up bag" writes Annette Cunningham
My journey from free spirit to well shod scaredy cat
"Age makes you cautious even when you're a hippy at heart like me" writes Annette Cunningham
Luxurious sleep is the glorious vice of my sweet dreams
"There's no point relying on me to navigate unless the route is on my inner eyelids" writes Annette Cunningham
I may be getting older but at least I'm quicker too
"I can be dressed to kill (or at least anaesthetize) in 15 minutes" writes Annette Cunningham
