Age is so funny at times, but at 72 it was nice to be called "Young man" last week. I still remember my bank manager calling me "Old boy" when I was 17. He was well past the official retiring age, but despite being tempted, I never called him "Prehistoric boy".
Hmmmm …. “September - June” Cool! To paraphrase Emerson, Lake and Palmer: “Ohhh what a lucky man he is”….
68. Feel fine. Act rather ridiculously. Age never enters my thinking when planning or doing things. Each day is an adventure (even during the pandemic when I don't physically do very much at all)