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I got asked for ID when I was in San Francisco a couple of years ago. That made me feel a whole lot younger!
36, and still not yet broken a bone (unless you count my brother's collarbone when we were kids)! I'm forever doing the toe thing, though.
One thing did make me feel really old recently. You know when old people say 'I had a fall', well I had an 'old person's fall' about a month ago. I was walking along thstreet, tried to turn a corner and stepped on the side of my foot. I took a couple of seconds, but I was resigned to the inevitability of the fall. There was nothing I could do about it, and it must have looked so ungainly!
Put a nasty scuff on my favourite jacket as well! :mad:
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