Now, I’m only 41 but I just went back on the tools properly last year after 4 years in an office and 9 years before that where I was a supervisor so my time actually fixing stuff was limited. For the first time in a very long time yesterday I was personally responsible for a fairly big repair inside a control cabinet. It required quite a lot of soldering, something I used to think I was quite good at. What’s happened to my eyes people? When I was tinning the wires I couldn’t see them change colour. When I was actually joining the wires I couldn’t see in 3D, everything went flat. After every join I had to stop, blink and refocus to make sure it was done properly. This is what happens to old men, I was 25 about a month ago, I’m sure of it. How has this happened to me? What’s next, a Stana stairlift? Brown slacks along with a brown padded jacket from a market somewhere? Driving *everywhere* at 39 mph and cursing anyone that has the audacity to perform a safe overtake? I feel betrayed and let down by my own body and the natural passage of time. This isn’t on, bring on the pension. At this rate I’ll be drawing it next week anyway. Anyway, there’s no real point to this thread other to let you proper auld yins know I’m sorry for all those years taking the mickey out of your creaking old bones and let you young uns know it really will happen to you, you can’t fight it, you’re already screwed.