Ferabo,

'You have something that John, I, and so many others have lost--your youth!! '

Oi! Speak for yourself! I'm still young! Well except for the nostril and ear hairs - I mean what's the bloody survival advantage of that?

Why after the age of 30 does your nostril hair decide that it wants to see the world and start sprouting from the cavities?

And why do the words lumbago and arthritis and prostrate suddenly take on a very real meaning?

Why is it that suddenly one begins to believe that just as women have only so many eggs, men have only so many sperm, and that penile dysfunction looms large on the imagined horizon? That orgasms are in fact finite?

Why is it that every song in the charts is a cover of a cover of a cover that we thought was an original in our day?

And why are children so disrespectful these days?

When I were young...oh dear just about to launch into the three (or was it four) Yorkshiremen sketch there.

Sigh. I will remain and pass into the West. I shall remain Johnnymac.

yechydda,