You know you’re getting old when…..

….your younger sister is expecting her first grandchild. Though it’s hard to imagine anyone looking less like a grandma than my sister Caroline, who celebrates her birthday today. But then my family have a tradition of youthful grandparenthood. My mum was even younger when my sister Anita had her first baby and as for my cousin Wendy – grandmother at 34, great-grandmother at 52. I didn’t have my first child until I was 32. Perfectly normal – but in my family that makes me practically gay. Hearing this track again makes me think about my own grandma’s hands. They did not “clap in church on Sunday mornings”. But they regularly went shoplifting in Tesco.