Another from the vaults…
My son, we have established, thinks I am regressing. So when a friend posted a bit of daftness on Facebook last night… a ‘what’s your mental age’ quiz, my initial response was, “About three, according to Nick.” Then, of course, I clicked and joined the fun.
According to this bit of silliness, I had a mental age of 29. Which undercut most of my friends considerably and I wandered off chuckling at the ensuing exchange of comments to answer the phone. It was my son.
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Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Why does growing old disgracefully sound so much more fun than just growing old? I’m not sure growing up is in my vocabulary either.
xxx Massive Hugs Sue xxx
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Because it is 🙂 MUCH more fun 🙂 xxx
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I’ve not done the test but I feel 19 is my regressive age. Now, like you, bugger it let’s give it a whirl. I think this is perhaps why I became my parents’ parents when I hit 35 and they clocked 65, the realisation that they were now younger than boring old me. My turn now i think..
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Go for it, Geoffle 🙂
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