Views

Been cogitating again over the last couple of days as my birthing day creeps upon me, as to whether I really am quite as old as I don't feel, and decided it depends from what view one looks upon it.

One view is that from the outside that sees my happy smiling face each day and hears my dulcet tones and sees the act that befits the image of a professional accountant. Along with greying hair and hair growth that never was there when I was a youth, though I still await with interest the time when I get those growths of hair protruding from my lug holes.

Another is that from my boys of a very, very old man who they see sparingly through the week and just happens to be their Daddy.

And then there is the one from behind these eyeballs and the disturbing feeling that although I must be ageing (given that is inevitable if all we are taught is true), I don't really feel any different today to what I felt yesterday or the day before.

I guess there is only one answer. You are only as old as who you feel!

Bugger!! Knew I shouldn't have been a toy boy!

Anyway just to please myself here's another of my joke repertoire!

Mickey Mouse is in the divorce courts and it's not going well ,when the judge says to him in a most exasperated voice " I'm sorry Mr Mouse but I can find no grounds for divorce due to your wife having buck teeth!"

Mickey in the politest way he can muster almost at bursting point reposts " I didn't say she had buck teeth, I said she was f****ing Goofy!!"

TTFN

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