Bitter and Twist Tops

Had a birthday yesterday. Not just any old birthday, either. Mine.

The thing about going over the hill is, you start to pick up speed.

I just want to have a go at all those people who say, "Better than the alternative," when I complain about getting old. I think that shows a lack of imagination. What about remaining eternally youthful? What about becoming a cyber Grey Area. What about being uploaded into a vast alternate reality where no-one gets dodgy hips and old lady knees?

I'm just saying, is all.