Agree.

Maybe, but only if we can still enjoy those lovely things.

Yeah, I suppose so. Gulps it is.

You'll miss being sternly scolded when you know you deserve it.

Actually that one: being sternly scolded when you know you deserve it.

nah, I have a book full of girls that will do that for me at a price.

Peace and quiet, and enjoying your own company....just every once in a while.


Then having a wank, thinking about being sternly scolded by Meow, after eating a bacon butty, washed down with an ice cold beer at sunset!!

Hot tub in a forest lodge with 4ft of snow with a good cigar and a XO brandy ..


Failing that a greggs cheese and onion pasty, followed by cream/choc éclair and a Ribena (without the wife or girlfriend rolling their eyes !!)

Oh good grief. Ribena. You hero....straight in.

Rest can go in too. Especially the greggs.

1. Riding a bike around Al Qudra at 630am in January, gradually removing layers as the sun comes up.

2. Playing golf in Thailand and sending the caddies off for more beer because you can't be assed to wait for the next 300m and three shots.

Proper meat, especially beef, when i lived in Ludlow there were some of the best butchers ever (mind you did pay for it), tell them what you wanted, come back in a few hours and it was waiting for you, wrapped in paper - and the smell was glorious.

Can I add Jacob Rees-Mogg?

(Dons hard hat)

The correct term is quaffing beer not sipping - quaffing is like drinking only you spill more

huge bottle of bombay sapphire with ice and slice

No mixer? Straight gin? No wonder you can't focus on booking a holiday....

tonic, is a given

Smell of the outdoors after it's been raining

Sea spray when by the beach

Warm summer evenings in the beer garden (UK only though!)

Scoring a 3 point 'swish' in basketball