I went for one of my frequent strolls around the Albert Dock in Liverpool on Tuesday. The shops there have gone a bit more up-market recently, but there is still plenty of tourist-friendly tat on display. This time, a miniature, fake-bronze bust of John Lennon caught my eye. On the plinth underneath was a short, tasteful inscription:
JOHN LENNON
1940–1980
It finally hit home: Jesus Christ! I am older than John Lennon!
No, it's worse than that: next year, I overtake Elvis.
See also: King all shook up
on the bright side, Beefheart's 65
But just think how much you've achieved in those 41 tedious, buttock clenching, real ale swiggingyears compared to Mr. Lennon. I bet you are really proud!
Is there a theme emerging here? Can you spot it?
maybe even a bit of hocus pocus!
could it be an "Eruption" of Focus song titles?