Aches and pains do not stop my show. One day, I will have a stylish walking stick and will stroll-hobble to my hovercar. I will continue to pilot myself, even after those who are infants today are little more than dust. When I squint at products on store shelves, other patrons will call me ‘mummy’ behind my back and I will smile. No Guinness Book record, just the joy of long life.