Why grow old gracefully, when you can do it disgracefully? Marie Sharp has turned sixty - but that doesn't mean she's turned soft. Not for her glasses on a bit of string, stairlifts or the indignity of being told what to read by a bookclub. She refuses to feel guilty about not learning Italian and not attending the Open University. Instead, she's going to fall in love with her baby grandson, potter about in the sun and discover what else being sixty entitles you to other than free bus travel and the opportunity to be rude to anyone you don't like. And maybe her grandson isn't the only person she'll fall for...