When I was 17 I could go out for ten quid, be totally satisfied with 6 pints and finish with a kebab/burger. In these middle age days 6 pints would not even out last night's hangover, fast food would give me indigestion and heart burn and a tenner would barely pay the cab fare I would need to take my arthritic arse home.
Every day I look and sound more and more like my Dad.
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