Day 94: the Secret to Longevity.....Riverdale style

 

I’m not old enough to remember the days of the Stations in households — when Mass would be held in someone’s home, followed by food, drink, and a chance for all the neighbours to catch up.

But a few weeks ago, Kathleen knocked on my door with an invitation to herself and Shay’s house. They were hosting a modern-day version for all the people in Riverdale and the older members of the parish. I should point out immediately — before you ask — that I fall firmly into the Riverdale category, not the older one.

So, on Saturday at midday, I strolled along their tree-lined avenue, past the lake and the golf course and up to their beautiful house. Honestly, no other house in the parish could have fit us all.

First up was Mass. I did the readings and even volunteered to hear confessions afterwards — but only the juicy ones. Sadly, there were no takers.

Then we sat down to a fabulous meal, washed down with copious amounts of wine. But the real heart of the day was what came next: neighbours, many of whom hadn’t had a proper chat in ages, sat together swapping stories, laughter, and news.

As I looked around the room, one thing struck me. Five people there were in their mid-to-late 90s — and all in flying form. One lady had just celebrated her 99th birthday the day before. She goes to bingo twice a week and keeps up with the bingo book — you need your wits about you for that! Two other ladies, until very recently, used to cycle their bicycles every day the couple of miles to the village. Another lady, whom I often meet in the hairdressers, still drives herself there. My role model!

I recently watched a documentary about a village in Japan where residents live well into their hundreds. Scientists were studying their diet and lifestyle, hoping to unlock the secret to their longevity.

Well, they can forget about Japan. They need to come to Riverdale, Raharney, because I think we’ve cracked it.

Just the day before, I’d been to a biker wedding and came home sober as a judge. Today, after Mass in Murtagh’s, I came home tipsy as a coot.

We’re all pickled — and apparently, it works!

 “Forget clean living — in Riverdale, a good laugh, a full glass, and a busy social calendar seem to be the real fountain of youth.