God I feel old part II

Just picked up my daughter and a Russian friend from school. Drove very
carefully on the basis that anyone Russian boarding at a school in
England probably has parents you wouldn't want to be on the wrong side
of.

They'd been to an 18th birthday party. As I arrived at the house there
were a group of people in dresses and dinner jackets waiting for taxis.

****. My daughter's almost an adult. Where did the time go? It doesn't
seem that long ago that it was *me* getting pissed on *my* 18th
birthday.

Aging sometimes feels like being in a car careering out of control...
it's heading towards the crash barrier gathering momentum and there's
nothing you can do to control either it or your rising sense of panic.
Relax and enjoy the ride, don't stop to think, there isn't anything
else.

 

There is one answer, cram what you can in.

 

There's the age-dilation thing. When you're a kid, and wanting to be
anything but, it takes a g e s to get past that teen period. Much
later, at around 30 you're still copping off with sexy 19 year olds,
being taken semi-seriously by older people and are in pretty good
health.
After that the downhill slide starts: Strange twinges in places you'd
never considered; you can no longer sleep in any position with
impunity; exercise is not just a good idea, it's mandatory; older
people look less like ridiculous, comedy obstacles and more like heroes
to aspire to.
Speaking of which, I had an epiphany once on the way to the
supermarket. If I've mentioned it before forgive me, it's the memory,
you know. It concerned a trio of old women sitting on a bench rattling
on about their hip this, their eyes that, how things were better, etc.
A typically comic scenario for us youngsters to roll our eyes at, no
doubt I did.
Then it occurred to me that they weren't moaning for the sake of it,
they were genuinely surprised at the speed of their deterioration. A
few memories ago they were probably slutting their way through the yank
air force and having a great time. Then- bam! They're old, worn and
seeing who outlives who. It gave me a newfound respect for old codgers,
I can tell you.
I'll pop some mince pies around to you in december and see if you're
still alive, gramps.

 

Oh, well it's an explanation.

All my own work.

 

I'm beginning to enjoy it, except the time speeding up bit. The Doctor
and I have just celebrated our silver wedding anniversary - a couple of
ukrm regulars were even there. And I look back at how the last 25 years
have flashed by, and thought: "The same brief flash will take me into my
seventies."

Oddly, the next thought was: "I wonder if I'll still have the Ducati?" I
didn't for a moment consider that I wouldn't have a bike (or several)
about the premises somewhere.

I intend to grow old(er) disgracefully, and indulge my grandchildren
equally disgracefully, should I be lucky enough to have any.

 

That's because you're still 19 between your ears - like the rest of
us.

#You're obsolete my baby
#My poor old-fashioned baby
#I said baby, baby, baby you're out of time

Anyway: WTF should blokes grow up, when we have wimmin to do that for
us?

 

So true.

I don't see why women should grow up either to be honest.

 

Ouch.

 

I don't either - but they just do, don't they. Prolly something to do
with hormones.

 

I don't need to see things around me changing, my kids constantly
remind me that I'm an old bastard by telling me so. It worries me that
they are so much more mature for their ages than me and my mates ever
were.

 

wrote in message

Maybe they're rebelling against their parents?

It's the one reason I'm happy that my son listens to Rap music, at least
I *think* it's called Rap music.

 

It was round about 23 Sep 2006 20:17:38 -0700,, when the famed porl
of the dreaded http://groups.google.com was struck by a sudden
insight:

"Inside every old person, there's a young person wondering what the
**** happened"

I can still remember, as a kid, asking my gran what it felt like to be
old. "What are you asking me for?" was the surprised reply. Thinking
back now, she was probably only about 50 then ...

 

Corrected.



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Are you worried that they're not going to have as much fun? I don't
understand why you should be concerned that they're mature[1].

I was a teenage parent, but now my oldest has reached double digits I'm
starting to feel old too. I wonder whether I'll get branded as an old
bastard in a few years' time? I very much doubt it has much to do with age,
but more to do with generation-gap differences.

[1] Although I appreciate that this is a relative thing.

 

Me neither ... I aim to remain 19 for as long as I possibly can.

Here, who are you calling grown up!

<blows raspberry>

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Not sure why you see that as an ouch? Nobody can do everything they
want, so we all just have to cram in the things we can do along the way.

 

I was thinking along the same lines last night. Today my son travels
off to uni... They grow up so quickly...

 

[snip]

I was just wondering how much you planned to cram in, and where you planned
to cram it.

 

ginge illustrates: "to the pure all things are pure"

 

Think of it this way. When you are 1 a year is your entire life span to
date. By the time you get to 10 only 10%. When you reach 50 only 2%.
No wonder the years seem to fly by.

Having a 9 year old helps (keeps me young but wears me out). Today at
Prescott he said, "When can I ride the GFR (already claimed as 'his
bike' in a hill climb".

Ignoring the fact that it is not the most suitable of machines for the
task I suddenly realised that in just 6 years he will be able to ride a
125 at some meetings. The fact that I will be eligible for my bus pass
then is a bit daunting and I might need to switch to something a bit
lighter than the Tart, but I still hope to be trying for personal bests
then when he is setting his first ones.


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