Age got me

Published: September 1, 2007, 10:44 am

I never thought I would be old enough to buy a face cream for wrinkles…and today I did just that. It sort of crept up on me without me knowing, did age. It sneaked in during the night one dark winter and slipped into my left knee and sustained it creaky. One sunny day as I squinted at the sun, it sat slippery on my eyelids and left them saggy. On an ordinary Wednesday it visited me quietly in between a cup of tea and cake and wrapped its evil self around my tummy and made it bloated. It walked up to me one day and pulled my face down wards and walked off without even a word of hello. Age is disdainful friend; it never comes when you want it. Where was it when I was desperate to get into a bar in 1978 when I was 17 years old? Also I needed age to come by when a drug addict challenged me to fight when I owned a bar in 1984, I could have done with a few years on me as the junkie tried to throw a knife at my head, age could have helped along with its twin sister

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