Comes a time

You know you are getting old when…

I have always been fortunate in that my craggy, rhinophymatous face has always made me look older than I am. Never any problems getting served Brew XI back in the Aston days. And in practice, I never suffered the ‘can I see someone more experienced?’ embarrassment suffered by many friends. That said, I do remember a time when one manager of a large practice (to remain nameless) asked me when in the 1950s I was born.

One common misconception I would like to quash this week is that, the older you get, the harder it is to learn new things. While there may be some truth in this, for example, my attempts at learning the piano during lockdown were less than impressive (ask my neighbours), new ways of learning help to counter the challenges of cognitive rigidity that come with age.