Getting old

I know I'm getting old as I make a noise everytime I move!
I'm made to feel old by the people I work with....only me and the boss over 45 where I work. Lenny kravitz's name was mentioned today and one of the other members of staff said "who?". Same thing happened not so long back with a different member of staff and Lulu 😭😭😭😭
 
A Group of guys, all turning 40, discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because the waitresses had large breasts and wore mini-skirts.

Ten years later, at age 50, the friends once again discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because the waitresses were attractive. The food and service was good and the beer selection was excellent.

Ten years later, at age 60, the friends again discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because there was plenty of parking, they could dine in peace and quiet with no loud music, and it was good value for money.

Ten years later, at age 70, the friends discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because the restaurant was wheelchair accessible and had a toilet for the disabled.

Ten years later, at age 80, the friends discussed where they should meet for lunch. Finally it was agreed that they would meet at Wetherspoons in Uxbridge because they had never been there before.
 
I came across it whilst looking for Tony Husband's cartoon exhibition and thought I would share it. I've also put it on the John Lydon thread, seems relevant for both threads and I am sure we all have been impacted by Dementia/Alzheimers at some time.

Tony Husband - very funny cartoonist. I used to frequent a cycling forum in France with a few brits, just 6 of us. One guy was good friends with Tony and he'd often put up liitle sketches he'd made on topics of the day. Always spot on.

Good to see there are a few posters as old and even older than me. I'm quite happy with growing old as long as I'm still mobile. The day when I can't get out and about on my own will be when it really hits. 72 and still whizzing down hills at speed. Going up them is another matter.
 
You know you are getting old when you go to the local shop and the young 50 year old chic serving is staring at you, you give her that boyish smile that old anyone in their 60's can give and then you realise you've got the remnants of your porridge down the front of your jumper. :oops: ;)🤣🤣

Oh well, I hope she's forgotten it by the next time I go in, I am sure I will have. 🤣🤣🤣
 
Body parts keep failing - in no particular order

Snapped a tendon / dislocated / broke a finger
Forgetting why I went to the kitchen
On Wednesday when I finished work I thought it was Tuesday - good day that
In bed before 930 most nights
Gallstones meaning I need the gallbladder out
Forgetting why I went to the kitchen…..

Almost 50.

Will need ear and nose hair trimmer for my birthday, plus a pair of those lovely beige Velcro fastened shoes from the Mail on Sunday classifieds and an automatic Nissan Micra/Honda Jazz/Peugeot 208 - one of those cars people have when they’ve truly given up on life.

Hoodies, jeans and trainers in the bin as well.
Had the trimmer going for a few years now. The barber also has to do my eyebrows. Just the way it is, although some mates have just given up by 50 and have hairy ears, noses and brows
 
When you start reading the little magazine inserts to to the Sunday papers, full of handy gadgets, admiring the contents , and actually making an order.
 
Today I was sitting with my phone on my lap looking at bank account. I randomly remembered there was something else I was going to look at - health app or something- so then spent well over a minute rooting about next to me looking for my phone. Couldn’t find it. FFS!
 
When I had to explain what CD's were to a colleague.

When classic lines from Only Fools & Horses draw blank looks.

When I had to explain what the football pools were.

When I sneezed and tried to hold and wet myself and partial sharted.

The joys of getting older.
 
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