10 years ago I'd have been looning it up with the fast young 'uns from the bike shop before finishing off the night with 5 pints in the local hostelry.
Last night I chickened out of the easy jumps and drop-offs (in case i hurt myself!) before retiring to the pub. Where I sat and talked about the yoof of today over my single pint of bitter before going home and walking the dog.
I am my dad.
