Yes, I don't feel any of my 68 years at all. I'd say I felt 40 or 50 maybe. It is strange, but of course things happen that bring you screaming up to date with your age and frailty.
I had to wait for help to put up some scaffold to change our light fitting in the high apex of our dining room roof. Before I had used steps but it was precarious to say the least and I had scaffold available and should have used that really then. Of curse the damn thing got a fault and we had to change it. The scaffold was ordered to be used by the other half who rightly so, suggested that it would be safer (for a man of my age probably whispered).
It is very light and easy to assemble but I still needed assistance as the fitting is big and cumbersome and awkward to hold etc. The first thing I noticed was that I had difficulty getting over the trapdoor and onto the platform. I then had the problem of balancing and trying to support the light and disconnecting and reconnecting the new one. This resulted in shaking hands - not good when trying to do up electrical contacts LOL!
So, it was all quick and relatively painless but I wouldn't want to do it again. I find that things I used to do when I was younger like that are just difficult now, I am reasonably fit, I wasn't for example puffing and wheezing with the effort but it was the bending and stretching and lifting myself through the trap door that was difficult. I could easily carry the scaffold and move it around but I must start to realise my limitations.
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