I have a birthday coming up (it seems to happen every year about this time) so if you see me after I have completed my half-century please feel free to honour that fine cricketing tradition and run up to me and thrust money in my pockets.
They say that as you age the mind is the second thing to go... I forget what the first one is.
Nevertheless, I took this opportunity to look back on Bermuda and how it is different now from the island I grew up in. Some of the changes have been for the better while others not so much. And with all the cranes in Hamilton and beach bars in Warwick things are changing faster than ever.
I hope these nuggets mined from the depths of my memory will spark fond recollections from my peers and remind the younger generations that it wasn't always Ipod, YouTube, and MySpace.
When suitcases did not have wheels.
When Eastern Airlines, Pan Am and BOAC flew to Bermuda. And if you went to the upstairs bar at airport you could go out on the balcony and watch the passengers deplane. You were even able to talk to them as they walked under you on their way to Immigration.
When the cruise ships that tied up on Front Street were the Sea Venture and the Franconia.
The Coral Island Hotel and the Holiday Inn.
When TV was free but BOTH channels were in black & white.
Watching Wilf Davidson read the daily stock report as someone's hand cranked the listings in front of the camera. (Whatever happened to Abitibi Paper?)
When there was actual local programming on television: "Junior Club with Auntie Nell", Vicki Jensen's "Health & Beauty Time", "The Man from DIY" and Neil Hansford-Smith's cooking programme.
The Annual ZBM Treasure Hunt with its theme music cut from "Frankenstein" by the Edgar Winter Group.
Watching last night's CBS Evening News after the tape was flown in from New York every day.
When the remote control for the Betamax was attached to the VCR by a cable.
The "Frito Bandito", Rocky & Bullwinkle, Super Chicken and Tom Slick as well as Rin Tin Tin, Lassie, Flipper and Gentle Ben.
Easter Parades on Front Street and going to the movies at The Rosebank Theatre when they would sell you a drink but you were not allowed to take it into the theatre.
Seeing Rolf Harris play his wobble board and Zippy the Chimp roller skate at the Forty Thieves Club (the original night club not the disco).
Sitting in a boat floating off the Inverurie Hotel in order to watch the performers on the hotel's outside stage.
The Big Blue Machine.
n When my home phone number had only 5 digits.
When Bermuda currency was pounds, shillings and pence and the notes did not have birds on them (correct species or otherwise).
The "Freeza Fresh" ice cream factory.
Setting off fireworks in my back yard on Guy Fawkes Night.
The 5 o'clock siren and businesses closing half days on Thursday.
Buying 45s from "The Groove Tube".
A pet store called "The Kon-tiki" on Harbour Road at the junction with Strawberry Hill.
When there was only one set of traffic lights.
Motor cycles by Velo-Solex, Cyrus, Zundapp, Vespa and Lambretta.
Having to pedal my Mobylette up hills and how this became fruitless in the rain as the belt slipped on the flywheel.
Half'n'Half, 2001, Flavours, The 4 Aces, The Ram's Head when it was on Pitt's Bay Road and Casey's when it was on the other side of Queen Street next to The Jungle Room.
The Queen Restaurant (not the "New" Queen that used to be on the corner by the 24/7 gas station but the original restaurant on Reid Street: upstairs near where Stuart's used to be). The Waterfront Restaurant near Blue Waters Anglers Club, The Hoppin' John, the Hofbrauhaus, the Top Cat drive in and when Little Venice was the only Italian Restaurant on the Island.
As you can see I remember lots of stuff... now if I can just remember where I parked my car.