"Aye son, it's a green winter that fills the graveyards"...
Words of wisdom from my ageing father regarding this years mild winter, to which my reply was, "It is that, Pops". I am now disgusted with myself for agreeing. I'm too young to agree with phrases like that. I'm not even sure what it means. Where the hell do phrases like that come from anyway? Once you retire, are there secret classes they take you to and teach you these phrases? Do old people do their own masonic-type recognition thing that lets them know whether they're talking to a real oldie or just an imposter...a "youngie"...duping wrinklies with their Arran jumpers, flat caps, M&S leather gloves and Velcro trainers?
Next time I'm at a bus stop and one of the old buggers says, "Have I missed the 84, do you know?", I am going to roll my trouser leg up, draw a straight line across his forehead with my square, and say, "Aye, but the winter robin's testicles may be carved with a blunted cheese-string". Just see if I don't.
Od people.