I finally tried this 'food delivery' the youngsters love. The biryani arrived cold and cost the price of a small feast. In my day we walked to the corner shop and knew the man's name. Progress, apparently.

Lost my husband four years ago after thirty-eight years together. People say it gets easier; it doesn't, you simply grow around the gap. But I still make two cups of tea in the morning out of habit, and that's alright.

Hello, everyone. I am a retired teacher, sixty-three, recently learnt to use this on my own — quite proud of myself. My children are abroad, so this old lady is looking for good conversation. Do be patient with my typing.

At my age, sleep comes late and memories come early. Tonight I was thinking of my first classroom in 1985, forty little faces, all grown now. I wonder if any of them remember old Grace teacher.

My grandson made me watch a Marvel picture. Too much noise, too many explosions — give me an old MGR or a black-and-white Sivaji any day. Though I confess, I cried a little at the end. Don't tell him.