Coming over a little queer

“I grow old, I grow old, I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled”

Last year on holiday in France I had what can only be described as a funny turn. I felt like I was going to faint while the expression ‘legs turned to jelly’ suddenly made perfect sense. My trusty old legs which have been with me so long and only very rarely let me down suddenly seemed like they might collapse at any moment.

My wife asked me if I was alr…