I bet Maurice Gibb's heart monitor was singing the tune of Stayin' Alive.
I've so exceeded what I ever wanted to do.
I'd like to retire at 50 but I don't want to sell papers in the middle of London on a Zimmer.
Occasionally the state of the planet can knock me off my perky perch.
It sounds deeply shallow, but for brief spells every member of the public can be fascinating.
I think the word is adult!