When you're in a nursing home in 2054, ankle deep in pish with your last stauner more than 20 years gone, will you look back on current times as your halcyon days? Most folk will probably say their halcyon time was in their early 20s - living on your own, zero responsibilities, hunners of easy young birds etc etc. But, will you (or I) look back and actually think that there is more to be nostalgic about in your mid 30s with your family around you? Might as well get remembering the everyday little things in life you'll remember fondly in the future so you can tell one of your nurses about the simpler times before the New Confederated Empire came.
I've been a father since I was 21, so never had the halycon days that you mention. I look back at my teenage years with terror and in all probability, if I didn't meet my wife, I'd probably be taking it up the arse in some prison just now <WETDREAM>
I was 22 but I reckon I managed to squeeze enough into the 19 - 21 age bracket to have some sort of memory of a free and easy life where nothing existed outside the moment etc etc. I think I spent my late 20s looking back at that time and wanting to recreate it. I don't think like that now - I'm totally appreciative of what I've got in life and the folk I've got around me. Plus, the idea I had then of what constituted a good time has completely changed. The thought of spending four days on a couch with the same folk necking sweeties and the like just sounds horrifying. When I'm breathing my last, I don't think I'll remember shagging wee birds or trying to play pitch and putt on acid. I reckon it'll be the bit I'm living through just now. Mon the middle age
My late 20's was my favourite time. Divorced, at uni and had a great social life. They're my halycon days. Nothing could better it, I don't think. Yaldy.
Always live every day as if its your last. Consequently I have been bed ridden in hospital with tubes up my arse and numerous intravenous drips scattered round my body, projectile vomiting and defecating and pishing the bed.
I think I'm trying to paraphrase the lyrics to the Iron Maiden hit, Wasted Years. You can spend your life looking back at bits when the bits you've yet to look back at fondly are happening all around you Life is sweet, the people around you are worth treasuring and, yes, this thread is gay.
Same. That's why most days I start off by sauntering into a High School with a huge cache of hand guns
My 20s...I won't remember them tho! Best days of my life, drugs, clubs, parties, boozing, shagging then met Mrs pud...n continued as before, until I was about 34. Now calmed it but still have great times
Am a lucky basturt. I had halcyon days in my teens, twenties and thirties. Had a brief time off after ma divorce then it all kicked off again. Rollin', rollin', rollin', this is Gambol rollin'....
Golf is a little game which supports a huge industry extracting every single penny from the morons who play it. You're not wrong but if you are involved in that industry this year in Scotland it's quids in,get on board and make a few bob everyone else will.Speaking to a lad other night staying in a hotel in Glasgow and driving up to Ryder Cup every morning.Anyone working in the hospitality industry in Glasgow it's a bumper year,man don't knock it,just saying.
Na,only had 5 pints and still have a goo on me.I honesty believe a lot of work floating around Glasgow this summer,all the press for the Ryder cup are staying in Glasgow so quids in for bars,restaurants,hotels etc and not to mention the Commonwealth games,surely a man with your skills can wrangle a cut and sorry for calling you Shirley.
