Everything....
A colleague asked me the other day, as we struggled to unload a wet bag of paper, how old I was.
43, I said.
Blimey, he said, you've got 5 years on me and I'm thinking I'm getting too old for this job...
I'm not the oldest on the recycling team, but only by 3 months. Now I think about it, I'm not sure there's anyone working at St Nicks (as opposed to volunteers) who is older than Jonny and me.
I thought then, that I don't really think of my age, as a figure. I do find that my default 'now' is the 80's. If someone mentions the 60's, I automatically think "20 years ago" and then have to readjust.