I think there are times in everyone's life when you realise how old you are compared to those around you. I had one of these the other day, when I realised that some of my work colleagues are significantly younger than me, and that perhaps I am to there eyes becoming an old fogey. Now I fully admit there are times when I take on my grumpy old man persona to the full, normally when shopping in the supermarket and there are loads of screaming kids running around totally out of control of parents who are not willing / too lazy to make them behave. At these times the urge to kill does rise, but it's mainly directed at said parents, particularly as I was never allowed to behave that way when I was there age.....there see that's probably all the proof you need....."When I was your age"!
I have long since lost the urge to frequent a nightclub, preferring to stay at home and put up my stomping shoes in front of the TV watching a DVD, since my GF has been ill we have been doing more of this than normal and watching most of our movies at home rather than catching them at the cinema, but when we did we would try and save money by catching them on an Orange Wednesday and getting in for half the normal admission price.....there more proof......watching the pennies!
Then there is the garden. Check out my blog in detail and you will see an increasing rise in the number of posts about gardening. Now admittedly alot of the things we are growing are vegetables to feed ourselves with and reduce our reliance on supermarkets, and lining their pockets with our money; however I swear that a few years ago, gardening was not on my list of spare time activities.....there proof point three.......gardening!
Now don't get me wrong, I'm not moaning, honest. Just stating that I am starting to notice my age more than perhaps I did say a year or two ago, and make note that tastes change over time. Who for example could say hand on heart that the first time they drank, say coffee, that they liked it? See tastes change, and so do interests.
1 comment:
You're not old Alan!
Or it might be that you are younger than me, and admitting you're old makes me even older.
The other day, while crossing the border, the officer told me I looked much younger in the photograph. Considering it was taken a mere two years ago, I felt demolished.
So maybe it's just me with the whole "Noooooo!" thing. Maybe you're totally cool with it. In which case, more power to you!
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