Still With It!: The Funny Side of Growing Older

By Peter Buckman

A heartfelt and humorous A to Z companion to growing older, filled with the unfiltered opinions and preoccupations of seniors today.

When do we become “senior?” At age sixty? At retirement? Or the moment we can’t do something that was previously simple? While there are endless books on “staying young,” there are precious few on embracing your age. Enter brilliant new aphorist Peter Buckman!

In this appealing guide, Buckman distills over 200 A-to-Z topics into sage wisdom, such as: “Secrets are not all that safe when we grow forgetful about who we’re not supposed to share them with.” And, “Respect should be accorded us for our sheer survival, if not for our achievements!”

Wry and revealing, Still With It! thoroughly examines the preoccupations of today’s seniors, and encourages readers of all ages to view elders in a brighter light: not just older, but also most certainly wiser.

“An A to Z of advice, confession, wisdom, humor, compassion, and self-mockery. Keep it bedside and read its contents in the mornings before facing yet another day of aging.” —Sir Patrick Stewart

• Language: English
• Publisher: Open Road Integrated Media
• Release date: Sep 17, 2019
• ISBN: 9781615195978

Peter Buckman

Peter Buckman is an English writer and literary agent. He has been involved in the publishing industry for many years; he was on the editorial board of Penguin Books, and a commissioning editor for the New American Library in New York City.

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STILL WITH IT!: The Funny Side of Growing Older

Copyright © 2018, 2019 by Peter Buckman

Illustrations © 2019 by The Experiment

Originally published in the UK as A Genial Senior’s Companion to Ageing by Head of Zeus in 2018.

First published in North America by The Experiment, LLC, in 2019.

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For my grandchildren,

Michael and Emma, who have so much to look forward to.

Contents

Cover

Contents

A

Advice

Age

Ailments

Amateurs

Ambition

Anger

Apologies

Appearance

Appetite

Approval

Arousal

Attitude

B

Bad Behavior

Beauty

Bereavement

Betrayal

Birthdays

Book groups

Boredom

C

Calories

Caution

Celebrations

Celebrity

Chance

Change

Charity

Children

Chores

Competing

Confidence

Conscience

Cooking

Cowardice

Curiosity

D

Dancing

Deafness

Death

Dementia

Depression

Dieting

Dilettantes

Disappointment

Divorce

DIY

Dribbling

Drink

Drugs

E

Eccentricity

Education

Embarrassing

Encouragement

Enemies

Energy

Entrepreneurs

Envy

Excess

Excuses

Exercise

Expectations

Experts

F

Farting

Fashion

Fear

Food

Forgetfulness

Fucking

G

Games

Generosity

Genes

Grandchildren

Gratitude

Gravity

Greed

Grief

Guilt

Gullibility

H

Hallucinations

Handwriting

Health

History

Hobbies

Homosexuality

Honesty

Hormones

Humor

Hygiene

Hypochondria

Hypocrisy

I

Ignorance

Impotence

Incontinence

Infidelity

In-laws

Insomnia

Instinct

Intellect

J

Jogging

Jokes

Judgmental

K

Kindness

L

Laughter

Laziness

Listening

Lists

Loneliness

Losing

Love

Luck

Lust

Lying

M

Manners

Marriage

Masturbation

Meditation

Memory

Metabolism

Mindfulness

Mistakes

Moderation

Modesty

Moisturizer

Money

Moods

Morality

N

Nakedness

Napping

Nostalgia

O

Obsessions

Optimism

Orgasm

P

Pacemakers

Paranoia

Parents

Passion

Passwords

Patience

Patronized

Pedantry

Penis

Perseverance

Pessimism

Pets

Pleasure

Podiatry

Politeness

Political correctness

Politics

Pornography

Posture

Power

Prejudices

Pretending

Pride

Principles

Psychotherapy

Punctuality

Q

Quarrels

Questions

R

Realism

Regrets

Relaxing

Religion

Resolutions

Respect

Responsibility

Retirement

Retirement villages

Routines

Rudeness

S

Saving

Secrets

Self-employment

Selfishness

Sex

Sexism

Shopping

Sighing

Singing

Size

Skin

Sleep

Snoring

Solitude

Sports

Stinginess

Stoicism

Suicide

Superstitions

Surprise

Survival

T

Tactlessness

Targets

Tasks

Taste

Technology

Temper

Threats

Tolerance

Treats

Tremors

Trust

U

Understanding

Upbringing

V

Vanity

Vegetarians

Vitamins

Vocabulary

Vulnerability

W

Walking

Wasting time

Well-being

Willpower

Wills

Work–life balance

Worrying

X

Xenophobia

Xmas

Y

Yoga

Youth

Z

Zealots

Zeitgeist

Zoos

About the Author

Landmarks

Cover

Dedication

Contents

Contents

COVER

AUTHOR'S NOTE

A B C D E

F G H I J

K L M N O

P Q R S T

U V W X Y Z

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Author’s Note

I am in my late seventies, happily married to the same woman for fifty years, proud parent of two daughters and grandparent of two children who are the most beautiful, intelligent, and creative creatures in the known universe. I’ve had a reasonably successful career as a publisher and writer, and I’m still working as a literary agent; I’m active and healthy, despite two forms of cancer; we own the house we’ve lived in for nearly half a century in a beautiful Oxfordshire village; and my only brush with the law, apart from going on demonstrations, was when I was busted for speeding. And yet I need reassurance. Probably we all do. Maybe it’s part of our instinctive reactions: When confronted with a threat we freeze, fight, flee—or offer reassurance. And we wouldn’t have lasted this long if our instincts weren’t reliable.

But how do you access your instincts when they’re encrusted with experience? You get yourself a book that shares the thoughts, exposes the fears, and celebrates at least some of the actions you have hitherto kept to yourself. It’s no surprise that the earliest bestsellers were guides to etiquette, sex, and cooking: These are areas of life where we want to give pleasure as well as receive it, and we want to be reassured that we’re doing things properly. Yet while there are endless books on how to raise our kids, there are precious few on how to embrace the aging process. Which, considering how many there are of us seniors—so many we’re a threat to the Social Security budget—is a little surprising.

We don’t think we’re old until suddenly we can’t do something that until now has never been a problem. We don’t feel we’re old because our habits and reactions were formed when we were younger, and as they served us well we see no reason to change them. But we’re not immune to new ideas, we’re always open to persuasion, we retain our curiosity about the latest discovery and our willingness to learn. Don’t we? We don’t want to be lectured or patronized or told how we should behave by people who don’t know what they’re talking about—so why should you listen to a white middle-class male who is a Jewish, atheist, vegetarian socialist with anti-monarchy leanings? Because you, like me, want reassurance, too.

There are no prescriptions in this book, which is a personal hodgepodge of snapshot descriptions, opinions, remembrances, suggestions, and the occasional exhortation. If you believe that civility, good manners, and good humor are what keep us going, I hope you will enjoy, recognize, and be reassured by these entries. Incidentally, I’ve used the words I, you, and we indiscriminately, assuming we have in common many of the experiences described. If not, I apologize, but I’m afraid there’s no money-back guarantee.

Thumbs Up!

A

ADVICE \ AGE \ AILMENTS \ AMATEURS \ AMBITION \ ANGER \ APOLOGIES \ APPEARANCE \ APPETITE \ APPROVAL \ AROUSAL \ ATTITUDE

Advice should be dispensed only when requested. Of course we know a million times more than the younger generation, otherwise we’ve wasted an awful lot of years, but even though we’re bursting with wisdom that will change everyone’s lives for the better, drowning people in it will only make them sputter with indignation. Advice is like chocolate and should be offered sparingly. My father used to say: Get the best advice you can, then do the opposite. A subversive view, but worth considering.

Age can be a bit of a problem for us seniors: If you tell people how old you are, they’ll think you’re either lying or fishing for compliments. Or, worse, use it as a cue to launch a list of all the ailments they’ve endured or overcome on the way to being (probably) a few years younger than you are. The thing is, nobody prepares you to behave appropriately for your age, as very few of us feel we’re as old as we are. Of course our bodies remind us we can’t jump around like we used to, but though we may recognize that we are old, or older, at least in the eyes of the young, few of the virtues we thought would accrue with age have materialized. Do you feel grown-up now that you’re past seventy? Of course not. Are you more patient, tolerant, forgiving, and mellow? Yeah, right. When you’re stuck behind someone strictly observing the speed limit, do you mutter approvingly? Really? Do you act more responsibly than you did when you were younger? Only if you need to reassure your children and grandchildren. One thing age does is make you a better actor. My mother knew how to deal with age. She would never mention how old she was until she was well into her nineties (and she continued to have her hair dyed a fiery red until after her 100th birthday). One day, a much younger neighbor told her how lovely she looked. She told him he looked lovely, too, to which he replied he could never hope to look as elegant as she did. How kind, she said. I suppose I’m not bad for ninety-seven. Ooh, he countered, a woman who’ll tell you her age will tell you anything. My mother leaned forward conspiratorially. What would you like to know? she asked.

Ailments form the list of everything that’s wrong with us, with which we regale our friends, unless they get into it first. We naturally feel sympathy for someone who has a crippling, debilitating, or fatal disease, but most of us secretly draw an invisible circle around them and silently give thanks that we aren’t similarly affected. We privately tell ourselves that the victim’s past behavior—their sexual shenanigans, their smoking and boozing—are probably to blame for their condition, and we make ourselves believe we were far more restrained. Or maybe it’s the fault of their genes, for which neither they nor we can be held responsible. Of course, if we suspect we’ve got something nasty, we seek medical advice, but those aches and pains we wake up with—or, worse, get up with in the middle of the night—become as familiar as the layout of the room we fumble around on our way to the bathroom in the dark. Tell yourself that click in your knee is just cartilage, not cancer, and it won’t stop you going for a walk. Ailments, the minor ones, are just reminders that we should respect the bodies that have served us well, at least so far.

Amateurs used to be the proud pioneers of science and commerce until people calling themselves professionals claimed that a modern society needed specially trained experts to manage matters efficiently. As these same experts have made a complete mess of everything from the economy to the environment, the