Re: The Joy of Getting Old.

If you hold it in there is a chance you might back-fire instead .

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Bruce, I think your post says it all!

I admit to having to look who posted it before replying !!

And yes, I can agree about kneeling down - only to be attempted in the most dire circumstances, preferably having a partner/chair/grandchild to grab on to .

Gwyn

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Gwyn darlin' - try kneeling down on a hard floor (even with a carpet covering) following metalic knee implants and you'll know what excruciating pain is all about.

Re: The Joy of Getting Old.

This has been posted before, but just thought it worth adding to a thread entitled "The joys of getting old"...



When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

Jenny Joseph

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Yup. Got me purple gear ready.