Teh aging pr0c3ss
Apart from looking in the mirror, some of the things that bring reality home to me are:

Meeting nice young women and realising I'm probably older than their dads.
Inability to shake off hangovers (as in question, it's true!)
Can't be arsed to practice my guitar anymore.
Rather drink at home than go to the pub (cheaper, and only one drunken tw*t to deal with, ie, ME ;)
Not really giving a sh*t about fashion and trends anymore.
Reluctance to admit my age online, it scares your average slack jawed n00b/window licker.

Edit: Oh yes, and listening to "youngsters" banging on about the good old 80's and punk rock.
In truth, thats when it all started going down hill kids ;)
I don't think the creative explosion of the 60's will ever be equalled...


Edit1: Re: Valerie by Stevie Winwood (see post above).
Winwood was way past his creative peak by the time he recorded Valerie.
(That thing at No 1 in the hit parade is soft porn isn't it? ;)
Not a patch on "Glad", "Freedom Rider" and all that piano based stuff on "John Barlycorn Must Die".
[/some of most uplifting music ever]

Can we have a compo to find the oldest b3tan in the world please. I'm 48 and might actually win! Is anyone willing to admit to being older than that and still giggling at the childish nonsense round here? ;)

"Yer can't whistle them tunes lad"
( worldwidewardy I remember when all these internets were fields, Sat 30 Oct 2004, 13:52, closed)