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Life Begins At Fifty - The Book
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My Book

Life Begins at Fifty The BookYou can now read Life Begins at Fifty about  my hilarious, life-changing world trip at the ‘ripe old age’ of fifty with my teenage daughter.  I honestly could not have written the script for the hilarious things that happened to us…from the scrapes we got into, to the fabulous characters we met, to the madcap things we tried – skydiving, white-water rafting, hiking up glaciers, jumping off a waterfall and posing naked in front of one, to name but a few. Oh yes, we had an absolute ball!

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I hope you enjoy the fruits of my labour. I hope it makes you laugh out loud. But most of all, I hope it snaps you out of your safe and cosy comfort zone and makes you realise that you only have one life and NOW is the time to start living it as if every second counts. Stop putting everything off for a rainy day that never comes. Start dreaming! Start planning! Start reading! It might just give you some wild and whacky ideas that change your life forever! Yey!



Today, we’d prepared ourselves for yet another waterfall challenge –
New Zealand North Island Waterfall

standing start naked in front of one! Well, quite frankly, that was probably MUCH easier than throwing ourselves off one. (I mean, what’s the worst that could happen? Ooh, best not go there.)

Tim, with a grin from ear to ear, gave us directions to our destination and we obediently set off across the fields and through the forest, until we arrived at the secluded spot where we were to do the dastardly deed.

The waterfall in question was in a clearing in the middle of a tropical rain forest and had lots of smooth rocks in front of it, which we thought would come in rather handy as props, don’t you know. We gingerly peeled our clothes off, one by one, all the time looking around, just in case we had an audience, God forbid.

‘You first,’ I giggled.
‘No, YOU first Mum.’
‘No you.’
‘No, YOU.’

We were squealing with laughter at the sheer insanity of it, hoping upon hope that next door’s farmer or a few stray ramblers didn’t decide to take the scenic route and come across the two of us, stark naked, trying in vain to protect our modesty with just a hand here and there (especially there!)

Copyright Helen Carver 2014 All Rights Reserved

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.” — Mark Twain