Scene at the mall: there we are, Gentle Reader, at the check-out, when yours truly hears the lady processing our purchases say something to the Missus about her husband, i.e., my good self. Is she complimenting Noi on her good taste in making such a fine choice of a life partner? No, sir. She's inquiring whether I'm a senior citizen!!!! as we get some kind of discount if this is the case. (It's the old geezers' special day.) I mean, really!
In the immortal words of the great Kenneth Williams: Infamy! Infamy! They've all got it infamy!
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