The trouble is as I approach my sixtieth year I realise I haven’t got much past having the mentality and humour of a fourteen year old boy, and yes I know this snap doesn’t adhere to the pc sensibilities of our age ¬†and it could be deemed I’m taking the mick but in my own little way I’m being affectionate. The people I would take the piss out of is the muscle, bound 6 pack gym freaks who are so caught up in their own narcissistic world of body perfection.