Thursday, 1 October 2009

Are the young a different species?

What is it with the young? Why are they so different from me? Anyone under the age of about forty does not walk along the street, sit in a bus or wait in an airport lounge without having a mobile phone clamped to their ear. Who are they talking to nonstop? How do they know so many people that they can talk all day long? If I talk to three people on the phone every day, that's about it. And don't they mind having others overhear things like "love you too."?

And what about a nation of tea drinkers turning into a population of take away coffee drinkers? Are they thirsty all day long? And don't they burn their lips and slurp scalding liquid over their hands like I do when I try to get anything out of those crazy little holes they put in the lid?

As for the fashions of the ultra young - I give up! My two 13 year old grand-daughters wear the universal uniform of minuscule denim shorts, over thick black tights, Ugg boots in the middle of Summer, le tout topped by something frilly or lacy or both or something which looks inside out.

Please explain - or is it just the generation gap?

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