I am still trying to get over the last hectic week - how I ever managed a full time job I don’t know, must be getting old.

Talking about getting old, what a strange process we are subjected to in our later years. Why can I still remember the telephone number of a girl I only went out with once in 1968 yet I can’t remember where I put my car keys ten minutes ago? Why does the hair stop growing on top of my head and start growing so profusely out of my ears and nose?

Best answer will win my last year’s rod licence…

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