Dying
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Anyway, on topic, getting old is no fun. I’ve gone from having a phenomenal memory to remembering that I despise the Blues but not why. Things I can probably look forward to in the near future are being weak as piss, saggy skin, humongous sized ears, some form of cancer, dementia and a lingering death. Going on previous efforts I’ll probably never see the ABs win another World Cup. Thank fuck I’m not bald.
I now have more hair growing out my ears than on the top of my head But in fairness baldness is no longer an issue, men finally figured out that the comb over didn't work and the shaved head is almost fashionable these days.
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Anyway, on topic, getting old is no fun. I’ve gone from having a phenomenal memory to remembering that I despise the Blues but not why. Things I can probably look forward to in the near future are being weak as piss, saggy skin, humongous sized ears, some form of cancer, dementia and a lingering death. Going on previous efforts I’ll probably never see the ABs win another World Cup. Thank fuck I’m not bald.
I now have more hair growing out my ears than on the top of my head But in fairness baldness is no longer an issue, men finally figured out that the comb over didn't work and the shaved head is almost fashionable these days.
If you want to go back to looking like a baby.
(Says someone lucky enough to still have hair)
I like going and getting my hair cut. I get some hot bird to pretend she likes me for a while. A bit of a yarn. A facial. And come out feeling good.
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@Hooroo Try the Kings Head in North Weald Bassett. Great pub. It is built out of ships timbers from the 1500s. Back in WW2 it was the local for the aircrews from North Weald, which is how I heard about it, as it was home to RNZAF 486 squadron for a while. A chappie at the airfield museum told us that the Luftwaffe used to strafe the nearby pub where the off duty airmen used to relax between sorties, so I had to take a look. If I recall correctly they flew Hurricanes and Typhoons.
The Duke of Wellington up by High Beech golf course is a tremendous little pub too.
Sorry mate but in an aging thread the juxtaposition above had me picturing a young JC, face dirtied, sleeves rolled up as were the times, calling across the airfield, "where are you fellas going?"
"Kings Head. You coming?"
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Supermarkets.
Morrison's isn't that cheap anymore, I think a shop there costs us the same if not more than sainsbury. Good wine selection with good prices for us commoners though. We do sainsbury's and save up our nectar points for a big splash at Xmas, it's a nice little bonus.Jobs.
We owned a hardware store so I was at it early. Delivering pamphlets around the whole of Eastbourne, I'd get dropped at Point Howard and left to walk back via every property. I then got to move on to delivering accounts by bike, as well as filling up all the turps/meths/linseed oil bottles of varying sizes. Before eventually properly working there, doing the previous days cashing up. Stocktaking at a family hardware store is the fucken worst. Last year of school I was a ghost buster at a local school before leaving school to hit the bright lights of pumping gas.Haircuts.
My hairdresser is from Essex. No fake honkers.He's basically the Turkish version of Russell Kane but is a very good mate...he even understands bogan and we're going to see Airbourne next week. Plus you'd all be disappointed in me if I didn't have a friend called Mustafa.
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@taniwharugby said in Aging:
my first job was a paper run, delivering free papers and advertising material to houses, and where we lived was ficking hilly, I reckon a good month would be about $120...
Pay must have gone up from when I did it. My route was also hilly and one street connected two steep hills. An old lady would patiently wait outside her house perfectly situated in the middle which meant I couldn't use momentum gained down one hill to climb up the other. Hard work on a BMX.
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Anyway, on topic, getting old is no fun. I’ve gone from having a phenomenal memory to remembering that I despise the Blues but not why. Things I can probably look forward to in the near future are being weak as piss, saggy skin, humongous sized ears, some form of cancer, dementia and a lingering death. Going on previous efforts I’ll probably never see the ABs win another World Cup. Thank fuck I’m not bald.
I now have more hair growing out my ears than on the top of my head But in fairness baldness is no longer an issue, men finally figured out that the comb over didn't work and the shaved head is almost fashionable these days.
You wish. More like a stunning resemblance to Dan Cole:
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@antipodean the number of papers/pamphlets I had, meant half the time I had too much to use my BMX, she was a walking job with a canvas carrier pack that my mother made specially!
I did say that was a good month, which was usually around Christmas time and as I got paid by the number of mailboxes on my run x by number of mailers...
BUt then because it was the free paper and supermarket, hammer hardware, mitre 10 and DEKA mailers, people didnt wait for it, and if it didnt turn up, didnt call the moan about it cos half the time didnt know they were supposed to get them....the perfect crime.
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@antipodean said in Aging:
Anyway, on topic, getting old is no fun. I’ve gone from having a phenomenal memory to remembering that I despise the Blues but not why. Things I can probably look forward to in the near future are being weak as piss, saggy skin, humongous sized ears, some form of cancer, dementia and a lingering death. Going on previous efforts I’ll probably never see the ABs win another World Cup. Thank fuck I’m not bald.
I now have more hair growing out my ears than on the top of my head But in fairness baldness is no longer an issue, men finally figured out that the comb over didn't work and the shaved head is almost fashionable these days.
You wish. More like a stunning resemblance to Dan Cole:
It's a close race. I've got Cole's ears but pretty much Bruce's everything else in the bald old guy department
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I'm going to ramp up the angry old man stakes.
AMERICAN SPELLINGS
Looking at you @booboo
Aging FFS
Right - back to supermarkets....
Apologies. I'm on board with anti-Seppo spelling. A typo. I will do better next time.
Just don't start me on apostrophe's.
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Something that annoys me is all the fucken parents dropping their kids off at school, when I was a kid we either walked, cycled or caught the bus. No way my folks were going to waste petrol driving me when I could get there on my own for free.
It gets dangerous as around here. SUVs shittily parked all over the show and darting around trying to fit into gaps. You're allowed to park facing the wrong way over here too which makes it even more hazardous.
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@Catogrande well played Cato.
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I was born to read this thread. I've been called a grumpy old man for around 27 years now, which is quite impressive given that I'm 42.
After 12 years of shitty expensive HK supermarkets, I still think the UK ones are phenomenal - for all of selection, price & value for money. My only gripe is the ridiculous use of plastic to wrap things which don't need to be wrapped. It is moving in the right direction though. The closest to us is a Waitrose, although all others are also pretty close. It is dominated by old people tho, and it seems as part of Waitrose training you go through some course on how to tolerate them and even chat to them if you are operating the checkout. The people that work there are great - friendly & helpful. Maybe they view me as aged? I guess my grey hair and grumpy demeanour would indicate that.
We have massive Sainsbury's and Tesco nearby which we often go to as well. I'll leave the other places for the pikeys. We went to Morrison's once and as we were perusing the onions and garlic a womany near us told her roughtly 5 year old son to stop being a little fluffybunny and quit fucking crying. Decided maybe it wasn't for us.
One thing I would like to see more of (and maybe Brexit will manufacture this) is "local" aisles. And by local, I don't mean British, I mean Surrey / South UK. Obviously you can go to farmers markets etc for the super fresh stuff ( and we often do), but sometimes time just doesn't allow it. Veges from the garden that morning are far superior to those picked, packaged and processed over the presiding few days.
I was disappointed in NZ super markets last time I was home, although I think it was because we'd just been to Sydney, where they do it absolutely spot on. It just felt like the veges / meat / seafood was just fresher and tastier. With the downside of it also being very expensive. I'm back for Xmas though, so will be able to do a real like for like comparison and then report back - I do expect this to be the highlight of many people's years, and hope you guys can contain yourself with the anticipation of this article.
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@MajorRage said in Aging:
although I think it was because we'd just been to Sydney, where they do it absolutely spot on. It just felt like the veges / meat / seafood was just fresher and tastier
Can you tell me the name of this mystical supermarket in Sydney?