Jowls, however, are as unfunny as Italian game shows, replacement bus services and subsidence. Of course, the hysterics tend to end in tears, floor-hammering and cries of ‘Whyyyyy?’ but you get my drift. In fact, when I’ve been through what I call ‘an ageing cluster’ (because contrary to popular belief, ageing doesn’t happen gradually but in clusters: nothing happens for months and then all of a sudden there’s a mass implosion), I have been known to fall about laughing in front of the mirror. Why do people get so uptight about ageing? Look at it in the right way, a fairground-mirror way, and it’s pure comedy.
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