Max Power is the nom-de-plume of an Irish writer who belongs to an on-line writing group to which I belong. Here he anticipates getting old. He’s got a few years to go to catch me, but I ceertainly understand what he means!
If I manage to frinkle my way through a few more decades and find myself sitting in a ‘comfortable chair alongside my darling Jo, I know we’ll still have our cheeky little moments. There will be some accidental double entendre and one of us will reference it, finished with something like “You know what I’m saying?” That’ll probably be me. I’m sure it’ll be suggestive of something we might do together as a couple but be incapable of at that stage, because I’m talkin’ old old here. What I know is that her answer will be along the lines of “I know ‘zactly what you’re sayin’”and we’ll exchange a nose twitch or a little wink to affirm that we would if we could.
Now I know that everyone has some romantic notion of what life will be like when they get older and the truth for you all I hope…
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