Feeling old

Quick debate during the evening news which P was watching whilst I passed by.  Which of us is older in outlook?

* He can remember a time when the weatherman used to stick little see through rainclouds on a weather map; I can only remember clicky-button-to-change-picture-style weather forecasts

* I hadn’t heard of either Leona Lewis or Duffy until very recently, and he took great delight in explaining.  Bah.

Still, neither of us is as old as Nottingham’s Mr Sex.

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