That headline is perhaps a bit strong. We are grateful to be able to contemplate an adventure like this at an average age of 75. Perhaps ‘dodgy age’ would be more acurate, where we are each living with our little issues and, of course, at our age things are more likely to go wrong or to get worse.
For example, Marie had been suffering a little sciatica this year and then twisted her knee walking home from the shops just days before departure to France. During the trip, she hurt her knee again, poor soul, and was unable to walk/limp for more than a few yards at one point. Then, as the knee started to recover with the help of anti-inflamatories and some bandages, her sciatica got worse!
Anyway, we accepted the risk and mostly got away with it.