> oh I disagree Robin. :)
>
> I thought 30 was the most painful. The sudden realisation that not
everything fell automatically into place, you had to do it for yourself. I
found 40 and 50 relatively painless by comparison.
>
> Ralph
Autobiographically, Ralph, I found the Big One was 25 -- that's the age you
(well, I did) realise two things. One is you ain't going to live forever.
The other is that you ain't going to be able to do everything. OK, so it
took me a while to grow up.
The existential experience of finitude. The later hedges you jump over
ain't never so high.
25 is the pits.
But as Alison by 40+ has been there, didn't seem worth mentioning.
<g>
Robin
(Who sadly realised at the age of twenty-five that being tone-deaf really
DID disqualify you from being an internationally-renowned painter, and
winning the Open on St Andrew's Old Course in a 120 mile an hour gale.
Giving up the thought of a Nobel comes later -- Alison's still in there with
a shout.)
> >To some of us (and not just Patrick) that makes you a Mere >Child -- it's
the
> >next ten years or so what are the worst.
>
> >Enjoy the life ahead of you.
>
> >Robin
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