You can knit a sweater by the fireside...
Or alternatively go on tour to venues topping 20,000 people
When I’m 64 is, on the face of it, one of the Beatles’ sillier lovesongs, which is probably why I liked it so much when I was a small child. Now that I’m in my 40s, though, I appreciate much more the sweet, wholesome message of wanting to grow old with a person in a low-key, conventio…
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