Oh and another thing they don't tell you.My dad was 30 when I was born, so I really only remember him being 35 and above.

In 1995 when I was 35 I got up to go to work and went for the usual shower, and shave, as one does. Imagine my disquiet when I looked into the mirror and saw my father at 35 looking back at me. I nearly crapped myself.

It was about this time that I realised I was going to die, I'd always known on an intellectual level that I'm mortal but this was different. Like scales falling from my eyes.

Anyroad, old age starts at 90.