Getting On Sucks

Old Age Sucks

As one who is entering the so called ‘Autumn Years’, I have to tell you that it really is a pain. To be precise, it’s a pain everywhere. Legs, back, joints and probably reflected equally in my painfully grumpy attitude at times. My agenda is starting to fill with far too regular appointments with doctors, and far too few long drunken lunches complete with ribald conversation. The other painful part of the ageing process is the all too frequent ………… now what was I going to say here? Oh yes. The far too frequent lapses of short term memory and inability to concentrate on two things at the same time. Even

The Hair Report

The Hair Report

A little overdue, but here is an update on my recent hair experiment. You may recall in April I wrote a post titled ‘Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow’, about my recent haircut boycott. Well, old age certainly has not induced baldness in my case. In fact, since my post about this miracle, growth has continued unabated. Difficult to measure precisely as I need to factor in the ‘fall out’ rate against the ‘lost in the comb in knots’ measurement and then divide both by the curl constituent. Algebraic and very time consuming. The most accurate and yet very simple scale I have found is the ‘let’s grab a handful and see

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow

I am in the process of conducting a unique experiment. One that seems to be annoying the hell out of my wife, but I will try to absorb her cutting remarks and keep up my will to see this through to the very end, or ends. Now any of you reading this post who know just a little about me will know that I am definitely on the wrong side of forty. Well, the wrong side of a lot more than that really, but who’s counting. Suffice to say that I am at an age in life when it is customary for men to lose their ability to replenish their

LTP’d

LTP’d

As a writer, one of my most shameful admissions has to be that I more and more often these days, ‘lose the plot’. I have even invented a new acronym come verb for this affliction. To LTP. Thus it is now possible for me to have LTPed, be LTPing and more than likely, will LTP more often in the future. So what is this ailment I hear you ask. Well, the best way to describe it I suppose is that one cannot do sex, drugs and rock & roll, caffeine, nicotine and alcohol, and whiskey and women for over half a century and not suffer from some side effects. While