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Ageing & Growing Old

Are you growing older?

  • Yes, I am

    Votes: 82 61.7%
  • No, I'm getting younger

    Votes: 28 21.1%
  • Sorry, I don't understand the question

    Votes: 16 12.0%
  • I'm a Mod; I think adding silly polls to chat threads is pointless

    Votes: 7 5.3%

  • Total voters
    133
A rather old bank robber.

An elderly 78-year-old woman has been arrested after she was accused of robbing a bank for the third time.

Bonnie Gooch, from Missouri, US, was charged with attempted stealing after she was accused of robbing Goppert Financial Bank on Wednesday afternoon.

Pleasant Hill Police Department responded to reports of a bank robbery at around 3.20pm and while en route were given a description of the suspect and her car.

Officers located Ms Gooch after conducting a traffic stop where she was arrested and taken into custody without incident.

According to police, the chase was "tense" but when officers were confronted with the elderly woman it was a "little shocking", police chiefs admitted.

Pleasant Hill Police Chief Thomas Wright said: "Obviously it was a tense situation. But when the hands of an elderly woman come out of the car and that is who is driving the suspect vehicle, it’s a little shocking.”

https://www.mirror.co.uk/news/us-news/police-chase-78-year-old-29653024
 
A rather old bank robber.

An elderly 78-year-old woman has been arrested after she was accused of robbing a bank for the third time.

Bonnie Gooch…

l suppose that she’d forgotten that she’d already robbed it twice, and Clyde wasn’t there to remind her because his getaway Zimmer frame was rusty from wee.

maximus otter
 
I decided the other night, for reasons unknown to MrsF and the dog - or even to me for that matter - to replicate a seating position used in the 'touristy' parts of Dahab in Egypt's Sinai, whereby you sit on the floor (covered in rugs) with a very low table in front of you. Even though the coffee table I was using as a demonstration piece is much higher than those ones, it surprised me how long it took me to extricate myself from said position.
 
I decided the other night, for reasons unknown to MrsF and the dog - or even to me for that matter - to replicate a seating position used in the 'touristy' parts of Dahab in Egypt's Sinai, whereby you sit on the floor (covered in rugs) with a very low table in front of you. Even though the coffee table I was using as a demonstration piece is much higher than those ones, it surprised me how long it took me to extricate myself from said position.
I'm still in it.
 
I decided the other night, for reasons unknown to MrsF and the dog - or even to me for that matter - to replicate a seating position used in the 'touristy' parts of Dahab in Egypt's Sinai, whereby you sit on the floor (covered in rugs) with a very low table in front of you. Even though the coffee table I was using as a demonstration piece is much higher than those ones, it surprised me how long it took me to extricate myself from said position.
In someone your age, that position is known as the 'daft twat posture'.
 
I really don’t know how to accept the following.

In big box stores with lots of people I can accept people with different color hair, but the piercings in the nose, and tongues make me queasy.

Also, all the tattoos people have today is just strange to me.
 
I really don’t know how to accept the following.

In big box stores with lots of people I can accept people with different color hair, but the piercings in the nose, and tongues make me queasy.

Also, all the tattoos people have today is just strange to me.
The piercings can make me feel queasy, but that is because all I can think about is the pain inflicted when they are done. The nose piercings I really can't understand because, when I have a cold, that is the last thing I would want in my nose :omg:

Tats are a little different for me. If it is a good one, I often comment and ask the person about it. There is always a story and meaning to many tattoos.
 
All I can picture is someone having sex or in a fight and having their piercings pulled especially nose rings.

What do nose rings represent ?
 
All I can picture is someone having sex or in a fight and having their piercings pulled especially nose rings.
Was once having a free session with a personal trainer, as you do when they're touting for business at the gym, and was finding him eerily creepy.
He described in a monotone how women of my (then) age are against exercise and have to be persuaded into it, all the time looking at me with one eye while the other gazed over my shoulder.
All this was bad enough, and then I spotted the scar on his ear where he'd obviously had the metalwork ripped out. No sale.
 
I have never been a pub or bar guy ( alcohol makes me sick ), but I realized there is another part of society I know nothing about.

Being at my older daughter’s house, the nearby restaurant only had seats on the bar side.

The bar side had ten TV screens all showing sports and as people came in from work, they all went around the bar hugging each other.

I assume these same people meet daily after work.

The bar/pub crowd is another part of human behavior that seems like another race of people to me.
 
I have never been a pub or bar guy ( alcohol makes me sick ), but I realized there is another part of society I know nothing about.

Being at my older daughter’s house, the nearby restaurant only had seats on the bar side.

The bar side had ten TV screens all showing sports and as people came in from work, they all went around the bar hugging each other.

I assume these same people meet daily after work.

The bar/pub crowd is another part of human behavior that seems like another race of people to me.

That, I'd suggest, is only one 'faction' of pub society; I'd assume the 'huggers' were friends who'd chosen the bar as a rendezvous after work as they work for different firms. There are others, such as the bar-room athlete who only goes to pubs where they have sports on every TV. They enjoy the social aspect of other sports fans.
There are some pubs, like my local, which has neither TV nor music on (though they have a couple of guitars for spontaneous play) but pride themselves on socialising and chat; their clientele tend to be middle aged or older. My own preference is to sit in a corner, reading a book and listening.
 
I have never been a pub or bar guy ( alcohol makes me sick ), but I realized there is another part of society I know nothing about.

Being at my older daughter’s house, the nearby restaurant only had seats on the bar side.

The bar side had ten TV screens all showing sports and as people came in from work, they all went around the bar hugging each other.

I assume these same people meet daily after work.

The bar/pub crowd is another part of human behavior that seems like another race of people to me.
That's how Techy described the New York bars to me when he'd been there.
 
That, I'd suggest, is only one 'faction' of pub society; I'd assume the 'huggers' were friends who'd chosen the bar as a rendezvous after work as they work for different firms. There are others, such as the bar-room athlete who only goes to pubs where they have sports on every TV. They enjoy the social aspect of other sports fans.
There are some pubs, like my local, which has neither TV nor music on (though they have a couple of guitars for spontaneous play) but pride themselves on socialising and chat; their clientele tend to be middle aged or older. My own preference is to sit in a corner, reading a book and listening.
Although our town is very small and compact we are lucky enough to have pubs that cater for all these scenarios. I have to say I am a regular of them all :beer:
 
Yesterday, at a pub for refreshments after a funeral, I was taken aback to notice various plaques attached to the bar in memory of deceased regulars. There was even a walking stick mounted horizontally next to some bloke's name.

Not at all morbid. :chuckle:
 
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If it wasn't for the plaques there'd be no benches along the seafront.
The pier in Bangor, North Wales is covered in such plaques. I wonder if they raise money for restoration by selling them.
 
Yesterday, at a pub for refreshments after a funeral, I was taken aback to notice various plaques attached to the bar in memory of deceased regulars. There was even a walking stick mounted horizontally next to some bloke's name.

Not at all morbid. :chuckle:
The recently reopened Liffey Bar in Liverpool has a chair in the corner no-one uses as it was the private seat of a dead regular. The Liffey is a good place for us old fogeys - it tends to be patronised by ancient musicians and their equally ancient fans.
 
We have a local charity that your family can give 250 dollars for a brick with the dead person’s name on it and they will put this brick in a walk way the charity is building.
 
I really don’t know how to accept the following.

In big box stores with lots of people I can accept people with different color hair, but the piercings in the nose, and tongues make me queasy.

Also, all the tattoos people have today is just strange to me.
Love my tattoos! Can't stand the piercings.
 
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