And then I have a little think about maybe doing some exercise. And then I don’t.

But Eddie Izzard’s just run 43 marathons in 51 days. Well done, good work.

A lot of effort though, and I couldn’t help noticing how old he looked in his latest interview. And it reminded me of something I’ve pondered on and off for a while now.

We’re told horror stories about the certain pleasures in life, namely alcohol and smoking, and how they will age us.

But I think something’s amiss here. I think almost the opposite is true.

The people I know who exercise like maniacs in real life lack a certain elasticity of the skin. Nothing wrong with that of course.

I’ve smoked and drunk a bit more than I’m prepared to admit over the past few years, yet yesterday I was asked for ID when I tried to buy cigarette papers. I’m 25 but the same thing happens most times I buy anything tobacco-related.

What I sensibly conclude from this is that I should continue with all my various vice binges, and total lack of exercise, and can still fool shop workers into believing I am in fact 17.

The secret to anti-aging? Have a great time!