You Know You’re Older When . . .
Whilst I’m not putting my hands up to getting older, I remain, of course, The Peter Pan of Wybers Wood
But, much to my alarm,
I’ve taken to Pottering About 
I suspect this dramatic event has been creeping up on me on the unawares but tonight it became terrifyingly apparent - by my own admission no less !
Picture the scene. It’s gone 7pm on Saturday night . . . What is the Rakish Eligible Bachelor doing ?
Getting ready for a night of drunken debauchery - chasing girls young enough to be my daughter - drinking and smoking etc etc
No, I was watering in some seeds I’d planted today ! ( swede and chard for the KG aficionados )
My neighbour appeared as I was performing the aforementioned nefarious deed in the front garden.
It was then I said, quite unbidden, I’ve taken to pottering about !
Now of course only old men potter about - just like only old men take an interest in history - you can see where it’s going.
I’m also starting to get more reflective in my thinking whilst out walking. Indeed, I was going to bore you all tonight with a reflective post considering my future and what it may or may not hold.
I’m not sure where this is all going to end, I don’t feel as though I’m getting old, in fact I’m feeling better and fitter than I was 20 odd years ago - I don’t even think I look my age but . . .
I could well be that the good times are over and that I need to retire from everything.
Working for a living was kicked into touch about 5 years or so ago - perhaps it’s time to retire from thoughts of anything else that younger men aspire to !
Anciently Yours
Rod
Little Brother said,
May 30, 2009 @ 8:58 pm
Rod,
You’ve no idea how spooky that is (again)
LB
WoE said,
May 31, 2009 @ 12:29 am
Rod,
The problem is, you’re between winds….. long past the first and still waiting for your second, which leaves you firmly in the pottering age
Much is made of the Stone and Iron age but by far the most interesting for a man is the Pottering…. the possibilities are endless and with the second wind on the horizon, anything could happen. We think you should see this as a slow motion spring board to new exciting adventures. Get rid of the pond and install a hot tub… a man of your great age would be able to bathe, eat, drink, smoke, read, socialize, tone up, blog and watch his seedlings grow without leaving the safety of the Goldeneye water park 
WoE
p.s. we’re all delighted that you and your dibber are as one and predict that this union will bring forth an abundant harvest and subsequent pumpkin envy by All Hallow’s Eve
Rod said,
May 31, 2009 @ 8:19 am
WoE,
The problem is, you’re between winds
There is much in that - I think I’m getting too old for a lot of things but on the other hand not old enough for some things.
A outdoor hot tub sounds almost desirable strangely !
I may give it some thought.
Cheers
Rod