I’ve just been looking at the contents of one of my old files and came across this. Where the heck I got it from I do not know but this is it; it’s called:-
The Value of Old Age
Remember that old folk are worth a fortune with silver in their hair, gold in their teeth, stones in their kidneys and gas in their stomachs.
I am quite a frivolous old girl you know. I am seeing five gentlemen each day:-
As soon as I wake up Will Power helps me out of bed; then I go to visit Lou.
Next its time for Mr Quaker who gives me my oats.
They leave and Arthur Ritis shows up and stays the rest of the day. He doesn’t stay in one place very long, so he takes me from joint to joint.
After such a busy day I am ready for bed with Johnny Walker.
What a life!
Oh yes – I am also flirting with Ai Zymers.
The Vicar came the other day and said: “At your age you should be thinking about the hereafter.” I told him: “Oh, I do. No matter where I am, in the lounge or upstairs; in the kitchen or in the basement, I ask myself: “Now, what am I here after?”