And At My Back I Always Hear

As one gets older the obituary pages become increasingly personal. Once upon a time they dealt with the people who made one's parents' world, now they deal with the people who created the world of one's youth. In the past week and a bit we've waved off Cilla Black, George Cole and now David Nobbs- who wrote The Rise and Fall of Reginald Perrin.

Such A Fraud

This business of being old, of having aches and pains and no energy and looking forward to afternoon naps- it's all put on, you know.  It's a pretence; I'm just acting a part. Why, all I need to do is tear off the mask, shrug off the costume and I'll be myself again...