I'm the same age as Paul McGann. Getting old would be fine if not for regrets, the bodily decay thing and the ever-more-intrusive looming of Death.
There's also a definite feeling that you should be thankful to have got this far in years without pegging out or becoming disabled and living in John Cooper-Clark's 'piss-stained bungalow' rather than having a whinge about dodgy knees and other embarrassing, undignified and preferably unmentionable things that occur as a process of said bodily decay.
Which I truly am. Nevertheless...you have to allow yourself a screaming episode once in a while. Ageing is a bastard. It's really bloody awful.
I like this clip. It's about the end of an era.
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