A little later than usual (due to VB team being away last weekend), but for those missing your weekly fix of Daft Old Duffer, here he is. Ed
A whole bunch of very clever scientists have just proved to their satisfaction that as we get older we continue to get wiser.
That the image of the bumbling old fart is a product of the jealous young, a fiction not borne out by facts.
Many of the more mature among us will already be well aware of this of course. We have no need of scientific confirmation.
I think we can ignore the unimportant quibble that this research has been carried out by researchers who are themselves middle aged or older. And that similar investigations by a group in their twenties might show just the opposite.
After all, what do they know, the young whipper-snappers?
There’s no doubting it
I myself stand as living proof that older is wiser.
Starting as a young man with an intellectual ability no higher than normal – despite what Mum always claimed – I have steadily developed with the passing years into a being so profound, I really ought to don a bed sheet and go to live in a barrel.
Just like that Greek bloke, Whatsisname.
But before I do, I need to dazzle the scientific world by completing my book (which I intend starting quite soon now) provisionally entitled, ‘Einstein. Where He Went Wrong’.
The proof’s in the …… what was I looking for?
In the meantime I have devised a killer finish to this article – one that will prove beyond all doubt what those scientist chappies said is right.
That us elderly gents remain as smart as a whip, are almost never wrong about anything, and that if only youngsters would listen to us the country would end up in far better shape.
Trouble is, I seem to have forgotten what it was. Just for a moment, mind. It’ll come back to me in a while. Of course it will.
Perhaps if I make myself a nice cup of cocoa and sit quietly for a minute.
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