Getting Older Isn't What You Think

Getting old creeps up on you. It’s not sudden. There’s no dramatic moment where you wake up and realise you’re “not getting any younger”. No — it’s more like a slow progression. One day, you’re out at a bar, dancing with friends, living your best life, and the next, you’re peeking over your sunglasses in horror at someone calling 36 “old”. Case in point: I was at a pub the other evening. Lovely place. Wood-fired pizza, fairy lights, good vibes. The chap manning the pizza oven — a friendly local lad — was chatting with some customers about how old he felt now he was 36. “It’s nice being this age because I have wisdom,” he said earnestly, as I slid my sunglasses to the tip of my nose to double-check I’d heard him right. “Oh please,” I muttered under my breath. “Add a decade, mate, and then we’ll talk…” But I get it. I really do. Lately, I’ve been noticing little shifts in myself, too. I recently watched Bob Mortimer and Paul Whitehouse chatting about how they now prefer peace and quiet ... Read full article.