Talkin’ ‘bout my Generation This time last year, the subject of my blog was Halloween. What is particularly scary (even scarier than the pictured Halloween house round the corner) is that it feels more like a fortnight ago than a year ago. At age 68, I realise the truth of the cliché that as you get older, time seems to accelerate to terrifying speeds. Last week, I got my COVID and flu jabs. The week before last, I had a colonoscopy, and this illustrates another aspect of getting old. You, your family and friends all seem to be either developing ‘orrible diseases or having investigations for suspected ODs. The other thing I have noticed is that so many of these interesting ailments characteristic of later life seem to involve lavvy problems and/or require thorough scrutiny of one’s intimate portions. So far, I have been one of the lucky ones, in that the colonoscopy didn’t find anything ‘orrible. I wouldn’t recommend it as a fun afternoon out, but the experience wasn’t particularly ard...