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Fab at Forty - am I?

So, forty finally arrived.   It looks alien on the screen to me. Me, 40!   It sounds so mature.   Grown up. Like I should be able to knit.   Or at least sew a button on. I know you want to know whether I was indeed Fab at Forty.   Well of course I couldn’t say…but I can say that after ten months of counting and pointing and shaking my thang at Zumba, I’ve managed to knock a couple of stone and a couple of dress sizes off.   Never got to my holy grail 12 though, so at least I’ve still got something I can put on my New Year list. After not knowing what to do, I decided to have a party, where enough people duly oohed and aahed about my reinvention to have made it worthwhile.   Three generations of family raised a glass, and friends old and new put on their gladrags and helped me have a lovely time.   But now what?   I’ve been planning for months, buying shimmery and glimmery doo-dahs to put some fab in the very functional function room.   I’ve glittered up invitations, sourced