Who Will Be Our Parents Now?
English: My parents. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) One of the main problems with our recent suburb move is that we’ve lost our ‘parents‘. I’m not talking about our biological parents, but those ‘more mature’ friends of ours who step in during our moments of crisis and sort them our for us. Moments that seem all too…
Middle-Aged Immaturity (And The Tale Of The Carrot Penis)
So the photo of the carrot penis which so obviously tickled my juvenile fancy, didn’t quite resonate in the same way on my Facebook page. As I suspected, my middle-age peers seem to have acquired that elusive level of grown up maturity (previously seen in our parents), at some point during the last five years. And I…