I used to be young and fit. Drove a sports car. Sh**ged every nice young thing that came my way, drank ten pints at night and went to work as fresh as a daisy in the morning. I was
junior and immature.
Then came marriage, a family and a mortgage. I drove a Humber. I wanted to sh*g anything that came my way but the wife would object. When I was allowed out at night, I'd drink eight pints and stagger off to work in the morning with a hangover. I was established and respectable.
Then came middle age. The children are married, the mortgage is paid off. I might admire a fine pair of ***s from afar but I can't be bothered to do anything about it. I have an occasional glass of wine and a fine meal - then suffer indigestion all next day. I'm
senior and nearly past it.
Now, which would you rather be? Junior or Senior? Eh?
