Barretts Net

There comes a point in every man’s life where you realise that you are just that. A man, no longer a boy. It might start with the greying of your formally imperviously jet black mop, it could be the way that you ache when you bend down or the way in which you are slowly starting to enjoy the music of Van Morrison more and more. Whatever it is, there is a point when you realise you are a man and that you are going to have to buy a lawnmower, a start playing darts and golf, drop the boy racer and get an adult dad car like an audi tt and start going on educational tours when on holiday. Not just pub runs.
These are the things that Rudyard Kipling missed out of his famed poem, because then you would be terrified. But, then, you will be a man my son.Image: 123rf