Anyone for a JOCKEY SHORT?
For those of you new to the site who have dared to start at the top of the blog (naughty people), see the entry for October 31.
Right? Okay…
Did you see the story in the papers today about a 93-year-old great-granddad (with two d’s in the middle) about to marry an 84-year-old woman? Well, in my opinion …they shouldn’t be allowed to announce it in public.
Love is lovely at any age, but now we’ll all be trying like mad NOT TO IMAGINE them doing it.
Don’t get me wrong. I was born a randy little sod; I was at it at quite an early age for those days; and I still love the rude thing at 60 (not for nothing am I called a sexy-genarian).
I can’t ever imagine me not wanting to do the rude thing – but at 93! Chance will be a fine thing, but I’d rather not picture it…
By the way, all you youngsters out there (roughly, the 18-40 brigade), who can’t, or don’t want, to imagine your parents doing it – there are only a few subtle differences doing it at 60 from doing it in your prime.
You’ll find out.
Or if you can’t wait … you could buy a book called When It Comes To The Crunch (go to www.huckbooks.co.uk or order it at a bookshop).
Some handy pointers in there, all you sex maniacs.
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