Loudness

I went for dinner with a friend, whose only requirement was ‘just nothing too crazy loud’.

He immediately followed up with ‘geezzz I just re-read that.. I sound like a grumpy old fart’.

No apologies needed my man, you’re speaking my language entirely.

Another sign of the advancing years is spotting emergency evacuation plans on the wall of buildings, and remarking on their unworkability. I wouldn’t want to be relying on this plan in a fast-moving fire.