Quite a meaningless post, but very worrying, read on.....

You know how I've been rattling on about Focus and Jan Akkerman these last couple of days, well...
I did remark that it's now over 40 years since they had a hit with Sylvia and Hocus Pocus. It was about 1972 the Focus 3 double album came out which I remember so clearly buying from Neales music shop in the Arcade, Barnsley. The one thought that has been going through my head today are those 40+ years.
To put it into context those 40+ years are less than the 40+ years prior to 1972 when Hitler came to power in Germany.
We all wonder where time goes, just think of what I've just said and consider your span on this earth, it's so very short and fleeting if 40 odd years can disappear in such a memory. It gives you the shudders.
Spooky.

 

Mate, you're not on your own doing these kind of comparisons. I've done a few myself recently and it's frightening. Life really is short, you just have to get to a certain age to realise it....

 

Ah, the days of Mr Neale in his brown shop coat. And Casa Disco in Peel Square! Yikes, we'll be talking about the bobby with the handlebar moustache at the bottom of New Street next!

 

40 years on.... 2056.
Could this be the year that Sheffield United finally get promoted from league division 1 ?

 

Showing your age

sadly I also remember buying Focus 3, probably from Fox's in Donny. I also had their first album and my mate had Moving Waves which I taped.

 

I wonder why this happens? All I remember too are endless school terms, long holidays and plenty of time to do anything and everything. Now, blink, and it's Christmas again !
I suppose Einstein would have had a plausible theory for it but I'm buggered if I do.
The most worrying aspect is that we "older" people know it is happening and we can't do anything to prevent it. It just gets quicker and quicker like a runaway lorry gathering speed down a hill towards the inevitable crash.

 

Less and less christening and wedding invites, more and more funerals to attend where you look around and think...blimey, attendances are dropping. Then you go home and accept a Parker Pen off Parky...

And I still have to pay full whack to attend Oakwell!!! :biggrin:

 

I'm 24 but i still understand what you mean. Thinking back to my last year at school (2006-07). It seemed an absolute lifetime ago that i was in year 7 (2002-03). But now i think back the same amount of time (2012). It only seems 2 minutes ago I was working in Carlton and listening to Skyfall and Call Me Maybe every 2 minutes on the radio.

 

I was just thinking the other day about something like this when I was born ('73) the 20 year old lads who stormed the Normandy beaches would have been 50ish only 7 years older than I am now. Now there's not many of them left...scary

 

Nothing marks time like a dog we've had dogs all my life some had long lives some sadly had short ones but when I think of them all each one represents time in its fleeting sense

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I have thought exactly the same !
My doggy Brad will, god willing, be 15 in October.
THAT REPRESENTS A QUARTER OF MY LIFE.
The more I think of that the worse it makes me feel.

 

Consider yourselves lucky and just get on with it yer miserable old bl**ders.

Look forwards, not backwards.

 

couple of things that can seriously freak me out are...

they say you are a long time dead... well when you see any programme that mentions the history of this planet and they look at fossils/remains then they say this creature was roaming the earth 50 million years ago or X million years ago.... that time span just fries my brain I cannot begin to get my head around such vast period. Then we have space, the universe, the galaxy... whatever. Our conception of physics always gives us parameters, a border, a line, a containment, a boundary... so what is the universe contained in and if so what beyond that... the further you try to stretch this is when you get a bit addled. Some learned people go on about string theory, loop theory, parallel universes.... but still the question remains what is beyond all that. I am now living in South Wales I once travelled to Ebbw Vale ... my God please do not tell me that's the end of it all as it certainly looked like it LOL.

 

I'm only 28 and I've been to 11 funerals already...

 

A footballing aspect to this.
BFC have only won twice away from home on the opening day of the league season in all the years I've been watching us. The first time was in 1976, when we won 1-0 at Brentford, thanks to a first half goal from Alistair Millar. The second occasion was in 1996 when we beat WBA 2-1 at the Hawthorns, with Clint Marcelle & Andy Liddell scoring. The Brentford game doesn't feel like 40 years ago and it DEFINITELY doesn't seem like twenty years since the West Brom match!

 

So 20 years between opening day wins away from home...we're nailed on for victory on Saturday then...

 

I like the cut of your jib, sir.