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Grumpy Old Man.

I am that Grumpy Old Man; yes me. I hear you asking has he lost his sense of humour. I myself cannot answer this question so I will not tell you to mind your own business. After all whether I have lost my sense of humour or not is really none of your business.

Do you live with me? Do you have to clean up after me? Do you do the cooking and preparing of meals? No you do not and if I am that Grumpy Old Man who made me that way. I too was a very long time ago a young carefree lad with a very good sense of humour. Have you asked what it was that changed me from that carefree happy go lucky youth into this grumpy old man?

I will let you into a well kept secret it was life itself that changed me. Did you get that Life itself changed me into this grumpy old man. This is the title that I have been given by the same carefree youth of which I too so long ago was one of them.

The burden of life, with its lack of ready cash, the looking out for the quarter pennies being careful not to give out more than I earned. The wishing for many simple things that I knew in my heart I would never have. What helped to turn me into that Grumpy Old Man? Well a few operations; illness that was not of my making or wish. And the permanent knowledge that things would never change.

Have things changed? To be honest yes things have changed the years have caught up on me. Each movement however necessary causes pain. Loss or should I say lack of sleep does not help. I have come to the conclusion that I should never have taken the rewards of years of hard work. I am now speaking about the pension or should I say the Old Age Pension.

You might be smiling or even laughing but wait my friend your time will surely come and you too will have to tighten your clutch on each penny. Wait until you have to turn over each coin before buying that cup of tea or coffee. Like your beer? Make the most of it while you are still young it is sometimes called Bitter Beer. The lack of money will bring it home to you; it is Bitter when one cannot afford that pint that would quench your thirst.

Yes I am that grumpy Old Man it is not a title that I would have given myself it is the youth of today that think that is what I am. I do not blame them. I probably had the same opinions when I too was a carefree youth who thought the world of his Grandmother and some of the elderly Aunts and Uncles but on the whole I think that I was against the old uns like most are today.

I am not after your sympathy or God forbid your hard earned cash just a smile now and hen when or should we chance to meet, that is all that I ask Your Grumpy Old Man.