In 1967 when the Beatles released their Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band LP I was 15 and the very idea of actually being 64 was inconceivable. Why, that was old. My great-aunt was in her sixties and she was ancient.
Today, on my birthday, I realise how foolish that perception was! Sixty-four is nothing! I am at my peak. Well, perhaps I've crept down again the other side but just a bit! Hardly worth mentioning.