Saturday, August 09, 2008
â™ 8:05 PM
" All through your childhood you can't wait for the day you turn eighteen. You tell yourself that as soon as you're officially an adult you can stay out as late as you like, with whoever you like, and go out in the morning to do whatever you want to do all day. Like eat sweets and play Nintendo. Except that it doesn't happen. You don't often find vacancies for film stars and poets in the Evening Standard, so you end up getting a boring job like yours and mine to pay the rent, which means that you can't stay out late because you've got to be presentable for work in the morning. No wonder people were always telling me that schooldays are the best of your life."
Happy 21st to All.