Not because my youthful looks are being eroded, or because my chiselled frame, boundless energy or 'get down with it' relevance have in any way diminished.
Don't worry - they remain as ever they were.
I feel old because my son has entered the blogosphere with his equally intellectually challenged friend. Between them they have as many brain cells as Liverpool have new signings.
No offence, lads...
Here is the link just in case your paint dries or grass ceases upward movement.
Posted by pencils at July 16, 2004 03:14 PM