For all of his working life, my late father-in-law had eagerly looked forward to retiring, which he did at the earliest opportunity, aged 60.
Ah, what bliss, he imagined, to have nothing to do all day rather than rise at seven and catch the 8.10 into the city. He would have all the time in the world to himself. But, in common with many others, he soon discovered that retirement was not all it was cracked up to be. Before long, he became ill and instead
