Litmus of Limitation

We all generally feel that we are locked at some notional age, perhaps in our early twenties, but how does one establish when youth has decided to sneak out the back door whilst you weren't paying attention?

There are any number of signs.

Some of them are external such as being asked whether you are a CAMRA member whenever you go to the bar, or finding that every conversation with old friends begins with a catalogue of ailments which have overtaken you both since you last met.

Other indicators are internal.

Find that alcohol no longer bestows upon you the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness, but rather keeps you sleepless and irritable?

Have those years of developing iron bladder control finally deserted you such that you are unable to make it through a night without a trip to the toilet?

Do you genuinely consider that elasticated waist trousers and vari-focal glasses are the pinnacle of human invention?

Take heed ... and action before it is too late!