Yes, it’s been happening for a while, but I can finally tell you when I noticed that I was old. It was on Saturday 3rd March 2007 at approximately 2100.
Damon & Lydia held a St. David’s Day Party at their flat. The idea was for everyone to wear Welsh costume or similar. As I like to get into the spirit of these things, I duly purchased a nice polyester shirt made out of two copies of the Welsh flag and duly changed my name to Gildas (it means Servant of God
and is the closest Welsh name to John which means Gift from God
, Jehovah has given
or God is forgiving
. As is usually the case when I attend such parties, I was the only one who had made an effort. Lydia is Welsh, which is apparantly enough, Damon was wearing a small fabric leek badge on his shirt and Kevin had a whacking, great-big-circumcised leek on a string around his neck. Everyone else was dressed up in clubbing gear and so I looked like a numpty. Again. Tidy.
Anyway, music was playing and when nobody seemed to care very much, I changed the CD for the Minstry of Sound Funk-Soul Classics and put on Cameo’s Word Up
as it’s a firm favourite with the lads. The reaction from one of Lydia’s friends?
Ooooo, how very retro!
.
Retro?
say I. This is classic. I remember when it came out!
When was that then?
1986.
I was two.
I was twelve. Pants.
That was just the beginning. Turns out I would also much rather go to a nice restaurant and have a meal and some wine with good friends than go to a party at a house with loud music, weird cocktail’s and sit around trying to hold a conversation. When did that happen? Apparantly when I got old. Oh, boy!
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