lesleys

People stop asking how many children you have

and start asking how many grandchildren you have.

And then get annoyed/upset/put out when you say none.

rasen78

When playing laserquest, you realise you can no longer be on the kids team

And when you finish playing said laserquest, your knees are bu66ered

You hear words coming from your mouth that your mother used to say to you...and you swore you would never say

A cup of tea and a biscuit is more appealing than a pint of beer or glass of wine

Bernieboy

Delete that last line at once

commonwealth

when you can't be on the seesaw anymore

moneypenny20

If you will have children when you're 12...

Lorna at Vicenza

Not in my lifetime

Pollyana

+1

Dreamy

Erm, no. My mother was 19 when I was born so if that was the definition of old, we're all buggered


I was saying that, as I'm older than the age my mother was when I made her a grandmother, then obviously I'm old enough to be a grandmother, and grandmothers are always old. Realllllllly old. With white hair and an ability to bake scones.

Dorothy

I will have you know that while I do bake a mean scone Schwartkopf has seen to it that there is not a single white hair on my head. And as for the "old, really old" comment, you, young lady, are out of the will!

ukecadet

you and all your mates smell of stale piss

eddie007

When some small ranga with teeth that cruises the furniture dribbling on your quilt battings and pulling the pieced top you are trying to baste calls you Nan Nan....

Dreamy

Chilli, nana, I was thinking more of that Eddie woman

eddie007

When your husband quickly backtracks .... "...no no no dear, you don't have any grey hairs, my mistake, please accept my appologies, you appear to have some extreme blonde highlights going on"

Gordon Barlow

As it happens, just a couple of weeks ago I posted a blog on my site, called "A young man's car". Reminiscing, I dated the end of my youthful days to a nearly fatal-traffic-accident in a VW Kombi van in Spain with my young family on board. My quixotic dream to retire to the caves of Crete failed to survive the scare, and although in later life I was often tempted to spring for a VW Beetle (in particular), I shrugged it off as "a young man's car". So my general yardstick for being no longer young, is when you (men, anyway) rule out one of the old Beetles as a practical choice.

But having discovered this thread, I realise there is a different yardstick for being really, really old - not just "no longer young", but way beyond that. It's when I read the postings here and shout out loud, "Hey, sunshine! You call that old?! Jee-sus!"

Amazulu

...you watch Miley Cyrus twerking and get all moralistic and call her a slut, what's the world coming to etc. When you were 22 you would have got a boner a huge desire to smash it

Miserable old f**ks