YOU KNOW YOUR GETTING OLD WHEN....You pass a school and it isn't just the Schoolchildren who start looking young.

When you first start school everything seems so scary and everyone and everything seems much bigger than you, and that's just if your the class goldfish.
The fields are like mammoth jungles, the playyard a vast concrete landscape the size of new york, bigger kids who are fifty feet high and teachers who are hundreds of years old. Walk past your old school now and if it hasn't been closed down then it will all look so small. The fields that were once jungles or now less scary than the streets that surround them, the urban concrete jungle of the playground, is like a small yard you could just about park your car on and soon will do when the school becomes another bunch of houses.
As for the fifty feet children, well the older you get you start to learn they aren't fifty foot, except for that kid whose always on stilits, and the teachers aren't hundreds years old, well your not so sure about the odd one who seems to have teached geenrations of your family.
That all comes with age though, you accept these things, in fact by the time you leave school you realise the place is full of annoying little kids who you were never like and your too adult enough to be near them, in fact you look down them, especially after you've pushed them over. However that isn't a huge sign of getting old, that's just a sign of thinking your old enough.
No the real sign that your getting old is when you start to fancy the teachers, not in i'm a fourteen year old whose giggly everytime the fit english teacher speaks to me and that's just the boys. No the real sign your getting old is when you pull someone in a club and they tell you their a teacher, when you have friends who are teachers or worse still your partner is a teacher. This is a real sign of being old, or having really good fake id.
And when the teacher's start looking a bit young to you, you know your in trouble, not least if your repeating year ten again.

You know your getting old when you start looking in estate agents windows, that or you've just completed a really bad break-in.
That was something your parents used to do, the shop window gazing I mean not the hit and run, but now you can't help it.
Not just in the area you live, but in every new town you go to, you start to look at property prices. Is that good compared too where we live? Oh look we could get a six bedroom house here for the price of a two bedroomed one where we are now, even if this is the middle of a war zone, or Bradford.
It replaces places, and people, because it's a safe thing to look at. You can't eye up the opposite sex anymore because someone might get hurt or jealous, mainly you. So you start to compare houses, consider people's designs, imagine that was your own place, what you would do with it, or how much it would cost to bulldoze and start again.
Looking in estate agent windows is also very adult because it's all about longing and unsatisfaction,it confirms disappointment and comparing what you've got, to what you haven't. And what you haven't always seems to win.
For those who look in Estate Agent windows will also know that they're very much like fruit and veg stalls in the market, they put there fresh exciting stuff on the outside, but that's never what they sell, they sell you the old stale stuff that nobody else would want.
Estate agent windows have advanced even further these days and some have 24 hour video displays showing you all the houses you could be living in, particularly cruel if your a homeless person sleeping outside the shop.
So why do we start to do this, not get old that is, but look in estate agent windows, when did they become the sweetshop of adulthood, and how did we get so in touch with estate agent speak. We are all familar with the codes they use, GSOH, BBW, or are they for something else?
Kids must think were crazy that they're just a bunch of houses and buildings that they are all around, why stop and look around at them in smaller scale in someone's window. Then again that's another sure sign your getting old, when you stop making sense to children, but more of that later.