Getting Old
Drimble asks: When was it last brought home to you just how old you're getting? We last asked this in 2004, and you're eight years older now. Eight. Years.
( , Thu 7 Jun 2012, 13:24)
Drimble asks: When was it last brought home to you just how old you're getting? We last asked this in 2004, and you're eight years older now. Eight. Years.
( , Thu 7 Jun 2012, 13:24)
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Moving to stay young...
...doesn't work.
I used to live in Nottingham and 10% of the population are students which means you start to feel old quite quickly there (as Matthew McWhatsisface says in his only good role ever: I get older they stay the same age).
The realisation hit me when I was 28 and standing in a club, I had the thought 'shit, I'm a decade older than most of the people in here...'. And then all my mates started getting married and having babies. So I packed it all in and went travelling for 3 years.
When I was coming back I realised that I needed to be somewhere other than Nottingham as I was in my 30's now, that will be worse. So I picked Brum as all my mates here are either pathologically single, younger or gay (or all 3) so the chances of babies were more remote. It's worked out quite well so far. Until I went to one of those incredibly weird gigs that are for some reason open to anyone 14 or above... What's with that? I don't want to be in a room full of teenagers sliding around on their knees, but more importantly as I stood there and watched [spunge] I realised I was 2 decades older than some of the people in there.
Balls.
( , Sat 9 Jun 2012, 14:17, 1 reply)
...doesn't work.
I used to live in Nottingham and 10% of the population are students which means you start to feel old quite quickly there (as Matthew McWhatsisface says in his only good role ever: I get older they stay the same age).
The realisation hit me when I was 28 and standing in a club, I had the thought 'shit, I'm a decade older than most of the people in here...'. And then all my mates started getting married and having babies. So I packed it all in and went travelling for 3 years.
When I was coming back I realised that I needed to be somewhere other than Nottingham as I was in my 30's now, that will be worse. So I picked Brum as all my mates here are either pathologically single, younger or gay (or all 3) so the chances of babies were more remote. It's worked out quite well so far. Until I went to one of those incredibly weird gigs that are for some reason open to anyone 14 or above... What's with that? I don't want to be in a room full of teenagers sliding around on their knees, but more importantly as I stood there and watched [spunge] I realised I was 2 decades older than some of the people in there.
Balls.
( , Sat 9 Jun 2012, 14:17, 1 reply)
Age Concern
When I took my kids to gigs I was in my mid forties. I used to stand with the other dads near the mixing desk. The roadie at the Less Than Jake gig called it the Age Concern section (and called me "sir") It's stuck with me ever since.
( , Sun 10 Jun 2012, 18:50, closed)
When I took my kids to gigs I was in my mid forties. I used to stand with the other dads near the mixing desk. The roadie at the Less Than Jake gig called it the Age Concern section (and called me "sir") It's stuck with me ever since.
( , Sun 10 Jun 2012, 18:50, closed)
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