The ages of man and the aging of women

I’m sure you all know how it is that, despite all outward evidence to the contrary, you feel exactly the same inside as you did when you were 20.  The only difference, as far as I can tell from the inside, is that I’m not asked for identification any longer when I try to buy a drink in a pub.  I was well into my twenties before I was able to buy alcohol without being challenged.  Not that I get much opportunity to buy drinks in pubs these days, of course. 

How times change. There I was the other day, idly browsing in a phone shop with GP2 (my mobile has packed up) whilst his older brother was next door in the Disney shop (yes, really) looking to spend money he didn’t have on a present for the girl who isn’t his girlfriend.  Continue reading