I got sent a picture of me speaking at a church service last weekend. A view of myself I never see. You can see the man I've offended walking out. (Kidding, I think...).
During that service, at one point we were asked to turn round and say hello to the folk around us. That's a good idea in many ways but I'm shy and often find it excruciatingly embarrassing - almost as bad as when you've to pass the peace in some churches. Anyway, since From The Inside is baring his soul re his musical taste, I thought I'd tell you this. During the greeting each other time, I turned round to find a group of young studenty looking guys. One of them had an Iron Maiden teeshirt on. I said, by way of making conversation, that I used to like Iron Maiden a lot and had had a poster of them on my bedroom wall. I can't tell you how amused I was by the look on his face of total and utter disbelief. It amused me all the way home and for several days until I realised this was not a Good Thing. Am I really so ancient-looking and so frumpy and middle aged that such a thing is really impossible to believe or imagine. Oh dear.