Happy Birthday?
Today an entire nation celebrates the birthday of the world's longest reigning monarch. Let me add my best wishes to
His Majesty King Bhumibol, Rama 9 of Thailand. One hopes that the
airlift of 97 million origami birds over the troubled southern provinces will bring a measure of peace.
By pure serendipity, it is also the birthday of 'Er Indoors. Although of tenderer years than King Bhumibol, she reigns in Jakartass Towers. Our Kid and I won't be offering similar tokens, but, rains permitting, we should be able to enjoy a meal out.
So, why on this joyous day do I feel somewhat down? I think it could be the preponderance of articles in today's
Jakarta Post, bought from the
Guardian News Service so I can only find one of them online, with headlines such as
It pays dividends to keep fit in old age and
Train the mind to stay young even when aging, and
Up in years, but still up for sex.
Not all of us can be such perfectly preserved specimens as Joan Collins or Sean Connery, but the majority of us can still be as romantic, funny, sexy and attractive as we were at 25. And if it keeps you feeling younger and makes you want to live longer - as numerous studies attest - then why not?
(Because I look more like Peter O'Toole?)
There are also a couple of emails I've yet to reply to:
1.
Glad to see that things have looked up for you but no such luck this end. I'm currently working for IKEA at a 60% drop in earnings having failed to get a sniff of anything in what I've been doing for 29 years! Life is a bit of a struggle but we're not going to starve.
2.
I have a question about employment in Indonesia. It is up to a job applicant to promote themselves but does age play a huge role in ...ing? I am in my sixties (with brand new Masters). Is there a shortage of applicants so as to be in my favour that way?
There are a couple of ad
ages I'll try to keep in mind:
You're as young as you feel or, in the case of
The Reveller,
the one you're feeling and
Keeping active keeps you going.
I was going to finish this by using the word 'placebo', until I checked its meaning in my Websters: (R.C.)
the first antiphon of the vespers for the dead.
Oh dear. I can't win, so I may as well, courtesy of the inestimable
J-Walk Blog, refer you to a site where you can
digitally unwrap a mummy and, for you single guys, learn
How to use a hand puppet to meet, attract, and date tons of single women.
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