Positive Ageing Week
So this is Positive Ageing Week, is it?
I have been trying to find out exactly what the fuck Positive Ageing Week is, but I’m none the wiser.
"The central aim of Positive Ageing Week is to celebrate the fact that we are all growing older, and that ageing is something to be celebrated, rather than feared."
What the fuck?
How can you celebrate the inevitable? That’s like celebrating the fact that tomorrow is Tuesday.
And what this shite about fearing growing old? What is there to fear? Would you rather the alternative? OK, so once you get to my age you start to dismiss ideas of climbing Mount Everest, but who the fuck want to do that anyway? It’s overrated in my opinion.
Being old is pretty much the same as being young, only more fun. Being old means that your drug dealer is more likely to be found in a pharmacy and not a street corner. Being old means not having to show respect for anyone because you are now the one demanding respect. Being old means you can watch your favourite film time and time again, because you can never remember how it ends. Being old means you can legitimately bore the arse off people telling them how good the Good Old Days were. They never listen, but it’s fun watching them squirm.
I like being the age I am. If I had known it was going to be this good, I would have come here earlier. There is no way I would want to go back and be young again. If I were given the opportunity to be twenty again, I would dismiss it with a casual wave of the hand. Who the fuck wants to be young? All those years of work and drudgery ahead? Having a millstone of a mortgage to look forward to? Having to listen to all that utter crap they call music these days? No thanks. I’ll stick where I am, thanks very much.
I’m going to make the most of this week.
I will barge to the head of the queue and if anyone complains, I will point out that it’s Positive Ageing Week.
When I get to the head of the queue, I shall insist on paying with small change, which I shall count out as slowly as possible. It’s Positive Ageing Week so the queue can fucking wait.
I shall demand pensioners discounts on everything including my newspaper and tobacco.
I still don’t know what Positive Ageing Week is.
But I’m going to fucking enjoy it.
Grandad, you’re a true role model and an example of what we have to look forward to. 🙂
I do my best to give a good example. It’s one of the few responsibilities I have left.
That’s a good one coming from GD (“The Irish Taliban.”)
“When I get to the head of the queue, I shall insist on paying with small change, which I shall count out as slowly as possible. It’s Positive Ageing Week so the queue can fucking wait” …
Don’t forget about all the “money-off” vouchers either Grandad ..
I’m with you on this one .. good innit ? .. 😉
A way with words, grandad ……………….. without a doubt – how true about the drug dealer – wish I’d thought of that one !
TT – The Irish Taliban? I like it. I’ll take that as a compliment.
Haddock – The money off vouchers are included. I wait until I have paid [in small coins] and then produce the vouchers so the cashier has to pay me back.
Cardi – Do you think so? Must tell Herself. She claims I just have a foul mouth. Just shows she knows nothing.
“Being old means you can watch your favourite film time and time again, because you can never remember how it ends. “ I truly look forward to this! I can’t watch a movie twice unless there is a hugeee gap between viewings.
Do you remember that old joke about the Tallaght by-pass being called the Tallaght-Bahn.
Love you! But are you a good example or a horrible warning? I too like the drug dealer quip and I make good use of mine.Much better not to have to be sneaky about it, not as thrilling tho.
Welcome to the world of sanity, Kat! That film thing is extremely handy. I live in the wilds and the nearest library hasn’t the largest selection. Doesn’t matter though as I just keep taking out the same books time and time again. Some of them I may not even have read before….
Holemaster – missed that one. But then I try to avoid anything to do with Tallaght. Heh!
Sandi – “Love you!” Hush, woman! You trying to ruin my marriage? [Love you too, by the way, but let’s keep quiet about it?] And what precisely do you mean about me being a terrible warning? My love has just grown cold……..
It reminds me of that one-size-fits-all political rallying call: “Friends – the past is behind us, the future is ahead.”
.. and let us all put our noses to the grindstone and our backs to the wheel?
Forgot to mention I was going to share you on Facebook, hope the folk check you out to read your words of wit and wisdom. Thank you
Feel free to share me all you like. *goes away muttering about people who think he’s a bag of boiled sweets*
“OK, so once you get to my age you start to dismiss ideas of climbing Mount Everest, but who the fuck want to do that anyway? It’s overrated in my opinion.”
THANK YOU!!!!
I have feck load of friends heading off to climb this mountain and that, all criticising me for not doing it myself and telling me I’m just lazy when I say I’d have more fun staring at goldfish than killing myself to get to the top of a very big rock! It’s nice to find someone else who isn’t shouting about the wonder of crawling through high and low temperatures just so you can say, “well I climbed a mountain…”, when it’s really because you can’t be arsed getting a job!
It’s bloody stupid!
Rant over.
For now.