I have come to the conclusion that is neither age or time that causes us to grow old. It is all our own fault, we don’t grow old we leave childhood behind. This is why adults have such a penchant for drunkenness, think about it when your drunk you act like a child. Beer is merely our way of throwing off the self imposed shackles of adulthood.
This thought was brought to you by tourist season. The lines of drunken adults walking past my flat are great examples of people trying to be children. But the thing we never get right as adults is that childhood innocence with money. The pier and arcades will have done well this weekend, all those young hands clutching money. But when a child leaves empty handed they don’t care, there is no bill that can’t be paid, no stress, no concerns, the parents will cook dinner and provide after all. My suggestion is that as well as using beer to regain our childhood we should regain that magic. Put whatever you can afford in your pocket, drink some beer, play some games, stay out all day. When the funds run out, sit on the beach and throw pebbles until just a little later than you intended to go home. Go home grubby, tired and without worry, come on this used to be all you needed in life.
In the spirit of keeping young I have to report on the vending machines installed in my local. Andrew made it clear to the operator that his was not the venue for adult vending machines in the toilet, so he thought. The delightful Pat who is stretching sixties longer than one should has become a regular of the ‘pink pills’ and surprises. Quite how she manages to break the drawer on a machine built to stand abuse is anyone’s guess. There are several theories as to why she purchases so voraciously but I don’t believe any of them. I am convinced she is keeping young in all the right ways , no wonder her old man is always smiling!