Welcome back.

Still no word on Grandchild No. 7. At this rate, I’m half-expecting them to arrive with a CV and a three-year career plan.

Today, I’m stepping out of “Business Consultant” mode – mostly.

My wife pointed out that I recently asked our 11-year-old grandson for his “quarterly projections” on his Maths homework.

I’ve been told to speak “Plain English,” so here is my attempt at a low-jargon, lighthearted look at life in our 60’s.

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1. The 5 Pillars of (Not) Falling Apart

I can’t help it – I love a “Pillar.” If it works for a multinational corporation, it works for a 64 year old.

Here’s the structure I’m using to keep the wheels on the wagon:

• Real Food: Eating things that actually grew in the ground, not in a lab. In your 60s, Protein is King. Think of it as the maintenance budget for your muscles.
• Sleep: 7-9 hours. Gone are the days of “I’ll sleep when I’m dead.” Now, if I get 5 hours, I look like I’ve been through a car wash without the car.
• Movement: 150 minutes a week. It doesn’t have to be a marathon; a brisk walk where you can talk but not sing is the “Zone 2” sweet spot.
• Sunlight: 15 minutes a day to tell your brain it’s daytime. It turns out we’re basically just houseplants with more complicated emotions.
• Hydration: Drink water before you’re thirsty. By the time your brain says “I’m parched,” your kidneys have already sent a formal letter of complaint.

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2. Manifestation: Magic or Just a Good To-Do List?

I want to believe in positive thinking, but “Manifestation” usually sounds like something involving crystals and expensive retreats.

My take? It’s just “Business Priming” for your brain.

If you tell yourself you’re going to find a parking spot, your brain starts looking for brake lights instead of clouds. Is it the universe providing? Maybe.

Or maybe it’s just your Reticular Activating System finally doing its job. Either way, if thinking happy thoughts and it gets the job done, I’m in.

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3. The Scent Review Snag

I’ve hit a wall with the fragrance reviews. In 2026, everything seems to smell like Pistachio or “Dubai Chocolate” (yes, really).

The snag? Olfactory Fatigue.

I’ve spent so much time sniffing “oud-infused-leather-berry” samples that my nose has gone on strike.

I currently can’t tell the difference between a £200 Parfum and the lemon-scented floor cleaner.

I’m taking a 48-hour “nose detox” – strictly fresh air and unscented soap—until I can actually tell my Sandalwood from my Strawberry Jam again.

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Coming Soon…

Once I’ve grown the audience a bit more (and stopped talking like a middle-manager to my family).

I’ll be bringing in some actual experts to deep-dive into the science behind these pillars.

But for now, I’m just trying to stay hydrated and keep the “manifesting” to simple things – like a full night’s sleep.

Quick question for the room: When you’re trying to “manifest” something, do you go full “Zen Master” or are you more of a “shout it at the shower tiles” kind of person?

“By the way, while I’m obsessing over pillars and protein, I’ve realized that ‘Health’ isn’t just about what you eat—it’s about what you DO.

I’m currently looking into why having a hobby is actually a medical necessity in your 60s.

More on that soon, but in the meantime…

Does anyone have a hobby that doesn’t involve a spreadsheet? I’m asking for a friend (and my wife).”