That terrifying moment you realise you're getting old and feel that to be 'down with the kids' is only possible with 'wittyish' comments.
"Hey... nice shellfish rail card!...." You Exclaim... feeing pretty wittyish....
"Fuck off grand dad" Says the infant...
You recoil, return to your age demographic and try insansly to pretend the moment never occurs....you grumble about tax and youths then boil a nice cup of tea and enjoy some hobnobs.... like the good old days.