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You know you're getting old when.......
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As life moves on there are signs which tell us, without any chance of doubt, that we are getting older, going downhill, coming off the final bend or generally ready to turn off the lights, lock the door and depart gracefully. What is/are your particular tell-tale symptoms?
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You tell your friends how good Radio 2 has become.
You buy a drink for the sweet young thing chirruping on the barstool beside you and she responds with: ["Thanks Pops"]!!!
[Falstaff] And you respond: "Pardon?" :-)
You can remember when Tony Blackburn broadcast from a boat in the Thames.
You start thinking that you've reached middle age.
You stop looking after your children and start looking after your parents
[Projoy] That's middle age. Old is when your children look after you.
It's a bit late for suicide
You are genuinely pleased to receive socks as a birthday present.
You are genuinely pleased to have made it to another birthday
You are resigned to radical life-extension technology not arriving in time for you.
You really do need reading glasses. It creeps up on you. :-(
People referring to your age begin to say you're so many years young. It happened to me the other day. Bah!
...and tell you you're looking very well.
High Court judges start looking young. (Softers) NO!
When your arms are no longer long enough to read a newspaper. [Rosie] this is the marker :-)
You start making repeat postings about the age of High Court Judges
You start making repeat postings about the age... you're too slow on the drawer not to get simulposted
You forget which is right out of draw and drawer, and you don't care any more.
You're smaller than your pants.
Warming to the theme, Your underwear covers more of your body than your entire daywear collection used to conceal.
You actually go to a Well Man Clinic. Well, I might, sometime, if I remember. (Kim) They are not identical. :-)
....and they refer you to a priest.
You get chatted up by schoolgirls, just practising. it has happened . . . .
You get chatted up by mothers whose children have left home, for real Not yet, thank God.
The undertaker starts tipping his hat to you in passing.
You wish you had enough hair to get dandruff.
You finally accept that both greying hair and lack of hair are natural and begin to treat such as badges of honour.
You worry when you find that part of your skin isn't wrinkled.
The tiniest scratch takes weeks to heal.
When youffs on the train refer to you as "Grandad".
your CV is thirty pages long, typed up on a word-processor, and stops in 1987.
you have fogotten how to do bold tags
(if you look at the source for that last one it is even funnier - which wouldn't be hard)
You've worked out most of the rules of Mornington Crescent
Or more likely when You've forgotten all the rules of MC that you used to know.
You remember William Hartnell as the Doctor and think that no-one since has come close.
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