Hey kid..when you gonna grow up?

May 2, 2008

I was thinking to myself the other morning, as I took delivery of my new Zebra Skinned shoes  (ebay- £35..no other biddders), only four weeks til lthe big 40, at what point in my life do I reach the stage of fully fledged mature adult?

If I was to make a valued judgement based on my past ancestoral jean pool then the likelihood of me reaching ‘adult nirvana’ doesn’t look good.  For much of history the Reilly clan smmed to have following a path of taking nothing seriously for as long as humanly possible (sorry Dad) and this batton seems to have past down to me.

So why am I contemplating this now? Well its that realisation that as I approach that landmark 40, I have become a fully fledged member of that ever growing cultural socio-economic group; prolonged  immaturity or the Kid-ult.

From time to time I feel a twitch of regret when I think of where I could be; married, 2 kids, 2 up 2 down in some low budget semi in the suberbs..but then I think if I’m not going to get married right now I might as well join the rollercoast of instant gratification, do what you want when you want..with a smile of your face.  Have the GREATEST TIME EVER HAMMING IT UP AND HAVING FUN… YEH. The Sunday Time magazine recently profiled this new group as a ‘Kid-ult’ old enough to be an adult but most definately possessing the mature outlook of a 5 year old. They are characterised by ‘a need for escapism and an acute obsession with pursueing youthful frolics’. It like’s reading a profile of..er..me.

So anyway, to much contemplating adult hood can be way to tiring so I’m off to the Borough Market Market Tavern for a cold ale to show off my new Zebra skins.

 

 

 

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