There are loads of wonderful things about being quite old. It's true the frame is sagging a bit, and the memory rather less sure of itself, but there are a lot fewer people telling you what to do.
I mean, I only eat my greens when I feel like it.
The fly in the ointment - apart from taxes, and the approaching-death thing - is having to set a good example. The being-good-when-the-kids-are-watching.
Being a rôle-model.
Ah well, it's an honour, really, I suppose, and that's why the huge toy warehouse called TOYS R US is so incredibly annoying.
Apart from the backwards R - why? WHY? And the fact that R, even the right way round, doesn't mean anything, what the flip does it mean?
TOYS R US?
TOYS R US??
It's utter balderdash.
Can I be the only person never to buy anything from them purely on the grounds that their trade name is illiterate?
Well, possibly, I suppose...
But in any case, it should be TOYS R WE!
Word To Use Today: toy. No one is sure where this word came from, but when it started off in the 1500s it meant to flirt or canoodle.
PS You know what I just said about non-reliability of the ageing brain? Well, this rant was really supposed to be for the 19th, rant days being Thursdays.
Ah well! I'll re-post it agan then.
If I remember.