Its when you end up driving onto the roof that you know its over ![]()
Yes, all the time. I often forget my age because in my head I’m still a teenager. I dress like one, drive like one (don’t tell the police
), and I’m even going on a road trip with my same-age girlfriend later this month. Clearly, age forgot to catch up with me.
Room for a small one?
I’ll sit in the back and be quiet…
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love that idea, it would be fun:grin:
I spent a good fifteen minutes searching for my earbuds this morning, couldn’t find them anywhere…
Eventually I found them, firmly wedged in my ears!
Maybe I should go back to using these things…
Much harder to lose! ![]()
Oh yes, I’ve done this often with my reading glasses, running around the house looking for them while they were on my nose or on my head. ![]()
Touche. Lug hole size imperative.
My Buds fall out. When I Fall asleep. Watching ‘Half of Traitors’ on TV. .
Cleaner Vacs. 3rd set of buds. Gone Walkabouts’.

Wireless Cans.No prob.>>Except. No TV dialogue.
But plenty of Z-Gen Reggae.And Weather Forecasts.
Sticky Note on Screen.
“Must get. A new pair of. Lug Holes”.
I don’t call being in our 70s elderly, more like getting on a bit. We are 73/77, we don’t feel very old at the moment. Bits of me are fairly new, like my knee ![]()
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Now that my heart surgery is 6 months behind me I feel much more like my old self. Back taking care of and riding the Clydes again, and looking forward to getting stuck into the garden.
Bet you were a cracker when you were 36/24/36
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