It’s true. Sad, but true. I may only be 29 but, apparently, I am old.
How do I know this? I was at the park with Ashleigh when a group of teenagers turned up. They were talking about a retro theme party they were soon to attend, and asked me if I thought the TV show Friends was retro.
“I don’t think so,” I said. “That was one of my favourite shows when I was at school.”
They looked at me like I’d said the stupidest thing, like, totes ever. Then one of the girls turned to another and said, “Dibs on being Rachel!”
Like I said, old.