When I am an old woman, I shall wear purple - you probably know the poem?
But over and above that, I shall buy a Volkswagen dormobile. I'll paint big, hippy-chick flowers all over it, and drive around the British Isles at my leisure. (We're talking 2028 or thereabouts. When I've eventually grown tired of being an employee. Yes, I shall be seventy. I plan to be self-employed after that.)
I've warned the boys that they'll be phoning each other to give updates on my whereabouts.
"Watch out, she's on her way. [Pause.] You realise, she'll be needing a bath?"
I do hope there will be enough room in the dormobile for a small cooker, my laptop and a camera, casual who-cares kind of clothes, and a single respectable outfit for library and archive visits.