I am currently suffering with a severe bout of guilt, I blame it primarily on all the experts, commentators and their advisers that are constantly instructing or should that be coercing us into reducing;
- Our alcohol,
- Take less salt
- Consume less fat
- Drink less coffee
- Avoid growing old
to mention just a few.
Now I can put my hand on my heart and ease my guilt a little, by having very little difficulty in satisfy their demands with items one, two and three.
But in all conscience to drink less coffee seems a step to far, as a freshly made espresso as the day dawns and before I throw a leg out of bed in the morning is as essential as a single malt whisky and a haggis is to a Burn’s supper.
As far as halting the progress of age, remaining child like or even youthful I fear it already is too late. I never was that fortunate to know a painter named Basil Hallward anyway and my name is not Dorian, it would also be my misfortune that someone would find the portrait and do the honourable deed.
“The old believe everything: the middle-aged suspect everything: the young know everything.”
Oscar Wilde
