I've lost touch with suppliers, don't know where I can buy some.
Same here. I haven't had a spliff in 30 years but, in some ways, I wish I still knew where to get weed from.
I've lost touch with suppliers, don't know where I can buy some.
I'm in my 40s and still boulder (climbing without rope) at a high ish level. Another guy at the place I boulder is 62 and can out climb 98% of the people there. I would say if you are unfit in your 40s (or older) it is because you have not prioritised fitness as important in your life.
This 65+ thing should change. We have pensioners who have parents living - such as my dad. 74 years old with his 95 year old mother. They have different attitudes and opinions in life. Like with other friends in the same boat.The Premier Inn post-stay survey has age group as follows:
16-24
25-34
35-44
45-54
55-64
65+
I'm 44 now, but next month I'll be 45 and so I'll be ticking the next box down
Getting fatter, despite some of the replies in this thread. People get fatter. Fact.
Losing my correct hair but gaining hairs in the wrong places e.g. my ears and nose.
The older you get, the more you are aware of politics in the UK/world.
Also on politics, the older you get, the more like you'll vote Tory instead of Labour.
You still listen to 70s, 80s or 90s music (pick a decade). Also, you move from Radio 1 to Radio 2.
You start coughing like an old man, like as if you have breadcrumbs stuck inside you.
You switch from lager to real ale (not a bad thing though!)
Developing cataracts / needing glasses.
Taking cat-naps.
Using Facebook and YouTube (as they've been around for donkeys now), but not embracing newer stuff like TikTok, Instagram, SnapChat, Twitch etc.
Indoors only, where you land on crash mats. I have tried outdoors a few times, but even with bouldering mats below (they look so small from above) it's not worth the risk for me thank you very much!I hope you can "supafly" if you slip.
This is my parents. Need to stop for lunch at every single garden centre. Their bladders are shot to pieces.... going to the garden centre counts as "going out"
You know your times nearly up when it becomes a holiday... going to the garden centre counts as "going out"
Same here. I haven't had a spliff in 30 years but, in some ways, I wish I still knew where to get weed from.
All my socks have been ruined when I was younger...odd socks are a fashion statement.
...you buy a beard trimmer to last.
I always drank with a spliff, usually champagne and cava. Instant head spins
Quite often get the "me and mum are going to the garden centre, wanna come?" No its fine you two enjoy yourselves.... going to the garden centre counts as "going out"
I know it is not big and it is not clever but back in the day my electrician mate who was on apprentice wage at the time used to buy a big bag of weed (couple of hundred quids worth in the early 00's) and we used to buy those big trays of caramel slices that you used to get in Tesco's (haven't seen them for years) for the munchies. Then off to blockbuster to rent some DVD's then back to mine, window wide open in my bedroom getting absolutely stoned.
I always used to lose the feeling in my legs. The funny thing is I read your post and it did cross my mind whilst driving today that a big fat bud mixed with some Golden Virginia might help my current predicament.