I've been in London at a conference today and met a few people who I haven't seen for a long time. All the women I was at university with have essentially remained unchanged after twenty years. They don't look a day older to me (I mean this sincerely, but bear in mind what my eyesight is like!) and up until today, all the men I went to university with were the same also.
And this has always been a bit galling to me, the person who lost most of his hair over the last twenty years. Why do I look so old when none of them do? It can't be those pictures they keep in their attics?
And then I met somebody who I shall not name but he will know who he is. He had always been very skinny with a mass of curly hair (on top of his head)
My first thought when I saw him today was, "Woah, that is some facial hair growth!"
My second thought was, "Nope, that is some facial fatness!"
And my third thought was that I should mention this out loud. Which is not a good thing.
I am very sorry.
If I put the weight back on feel free to run up to me and say, "Woah! You got fat again!"
I will deserve it.