getting old

Don't talk to me about....erm!! sorry! what was I saying?

Yes, don't talk with me about being bold, no... cold!!

I don't know!.......Just one lump for me dear.

Jamaica ginger cake wasn't it?

nuuurrse!! who are these people?

al. :shock:
 
My son Inlaw is taking me out in his new car this afternoon.

He's a Doctor you know!!

Now where's my hat?



al. :D
 
Ive just been out this morning with my mates and I was the youngest on the ride by a decade at 50. We drank coffee for longer than we actually pedalled, but what the hell! We still talked about women and politics though!
 
We drank coffee for longer than we actually pedalled, but what the hell!

The perfect ride imho........you should join us at Chicksands, far more chat than riding :lol:
 
im 40 in not very long....not a lot has changed really, im blessed with good teeth and eyes, i still pop home for an hour some lunchtimes...ahem!....the big change i have noticed is that a hangover now lasts for 3 or 4 days so i do my best to avoid them, unlike 20 years ago..... :D
 
feetabix":2p3ub71y said:
im 40 in not very long....not a lot has changed really

But you surely don't think of 40 as being anywhere like being "old"?

I was nearly 40 before I even started riding mountain bikes (well, 36 actually).
 
40 this year and very noticeable that my sight is on the decline...

Glasses ahoy me thinks...
 
it's only a number. It's all in the mind. I'm not going to let it get in the way.

I've left my mid-life crisis in Bangkok.

Don't want a mortgage again, not bothered about promotion. The rat race is for rats.
 
I remember asking my grandad what it was like getting old? (I was about 7 at the time). His answer stuck in my mind:

"Getting old is horrible, but it is a lot better than the alternative. Only the lucky get old." Then his eyes went a bit misty. I think he was remembering all his friends that didn't make it through the second world war.
 
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