grumpyf1

This might be a bit depressing. I therefore want you to imagine a cute puppy wagging it’s little tail and licking your nose. Are you doing that? Good. I’m here today to talk about death. Keep thinking puppy and it’ll be fine... When I was young, many, many, MANY years ago, everything seemed endless. It was hard to imagine getting older, and if I ever thought about it, it usually involved me driving around in a very expensive car, telling my many very attractive and jolly wonderful friends just how I’d made my first million and after that, I’d pop off to Monaco. Or bob around in my spaceship. With Sheena Easton. Whilst being a meteorologist. Yes, I did have an odd childhood. The reality has been a tad disappointing. Rather than losing at the roulette wheel in Monaco, I find myself looking at a tired bloke in the mirror losing his hair, whilst wondering why my hip hurts but I’m not ‘hip’, and how is it possible to have indigestion yet again? Getting old sucks. Yes, there is wisd...