Fat is relative. I am not as fat as some, but I am fatter than most. And whatever Hamish Imlach may have said, fat is not beautiful!

I am definitely old, grey hair, grey beard.

I would agree that many of us never grow up, but we do grow old, as our eyes and teeth and other bits try to tell us.

Hearts? We may still have fun, but look at some of the prats of under 25 and the way they act, the jealousy, the spite, the preening, the fashion trends. Happily not all the young are like that, but a depressing number are. To have outgrown at least some of that is not bad, but good.

Even at heart, we are older than we were. In some ways we are worse, but in some better. One of the ways we may be better would be in not trying to pretend to be what we are not.

Thought for the day. Amen.