The card sent to me by my growing old disgracefully mother for my 49th birthday today carries the following gem of a quote from “Molly, aged 6”…
“Getting older is fun, it means you don’t have to do what you’re told.”
Would that this were true.
Authority and subversion aside, what I really resent is being told what to do by relative youths who don’t know their arses from their elbows. As far as I’m concerned they can fuck right off.
Here’s to the Mollies of this world. May they do what they will, and leave others to do likewise.